Chapter 594
- "But why is there fresh blood? Did you temporarily disguise yourself, or..."
- Lu Fan hesitated to speak. Although he was sure that these bodies were not recently dead, he still believed in his sense of smell. In the mixture of the strong smell of old and dilapidated blood, the sensitive smell of fresh blood could not be hidden.
- Gancao paused and whispered, "Because we couldn't retreat in time, five of our peripheral disciples died at the hands of the enemy and failed to escape to the cave with us."