Rain, incessant rain that lasted day and night.
It completely masked the scent of ambergris and extinguished their hopes.
"This damn rain, the climate of Yinling is very regular, with a cycle every ten years. By the calculations, it should be the rainy season now, and this year is still mild. I'm afraid next year's rainfall will be even heavier.
Looking at the route, starting from the scene of the incident, we have been tracking it all the way here. The general direction has never changed; it has always been moving towards the northwest, and the end of the northwest direction is the border between Shan Country and Wei Country."
Dou Gong took out a map of Yinling, which clearly marked the route they had tracked over the past few days, showing this point very clearly.
Xiang Zhiwen said what was on all three of their minds in one sentence, "It's as if someone deliberately drew it for us to see."
