Zhu Feng's expression was solemn as he furrowed his brow in thought. He pulled out a map of the Risun Ridge area from his pocket and laid it on the table, asking Lu Qing, "May I know where exactly the Prince saw that large pack of lingering wild dogs today?"
Lu Qing studied the map carefully, pointing out the place he had visited earlier today, while discreetly observing Zhu Feng's expression which turned more shocked and grim upon seeing where his finger landed.
"It seems the Second Young Master knows what kind of road this is?" Lu Qing asked.
In fact, he had already noticed something during his daytime visit. After all, in such a remote and sparsely populated place, a wide and smooth country road was unlikely to be naturally formed or built out of sheer boredom.
The only reason could be that someone frequently used this area and had specific requirements for the road's width and smoothness.
