Zhou Xiaotong was instantly dumbfounded when she heard that. "What? He jumped from that high up into the snow, and didn't leave any footprints?"
She had already confirmed that there was nothing on the ground, but she still could not help crouching down to take another careful look.
After looking for a while, she stood back up and glanced around. "Did he land in this area?"
The female attendant had followed her down as well. After hesitating, she spoke softly. "I saw him land around here. And, Sister Tong, look... there are only the chef's footprints nearby. He'd have to walk to leave, wouldn't he?"
The scene before them was simply too bizarre. By the end, her voice was trembling slightly.
Zhou Xiaotong stood there in silence for a long time, her eyes narrowed as she wondered about something.
More than five minutes passed. Snow had already settled in a thin layer over her shoulders before she spoke again. "Then what about the footprints we left when we came here earlier?"
The male attendant did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Sister Tong, they were obviously... covered by the heavy snow."
"Oh, covered," Zhou Xiaotong repeated softly with a slight nod. Then she suddenly raised her voice. "Covered, and that settles it, doesn't it? Master Feng's footprints must have been covered by the snow too. What are you two thinking?"
The two attendants exchanged glances. Holy shit, that explanation works too?
How long had they been here? How long had Feng Jun been gone? No matter how heavy the snow was, it could not have covered everything in the blink of an eye, could it?
After some hesitation, the female attendant nodded slightly. "The snow today really is quite heavy. Once something gets covered, it isn't easy to spot."