A guard came sprinting over, his face deathly pale and his steps unsteady. Uncontainable terror filled his eyes, and even his voice shook violently as he dropped to one knee with a thud and reported:
"Young Master! We searched the entire Black Wind Stronghold from top to bottom! There isn't the slightest trace of a living person inside. It's completely silent... Even the poultry in the courtyards and every other living thing are gone. We couldn't find even a single live chicken!"
His words exploded beside everyone's ears like a thunderclap.
Mu Qiu's pupils abruptly constricted, and shock and disbelief instantly flooded his anxious eyes.
His body swayed sharply, and his legs involuntarily staggered half a step back. His fingers clenched so tightly that veins bulged across the back of his hand.
His heart seemed to hollow out with a boom.
Such a vast Black Wind Stronghold, entrenched in the mountains and forests and filled with countless bandits... not a single person had survived?
A chill shot up from the soles of his feet and spread through his limbs and bones. Mu Qiu suppressed the terror surging in his heart and demanded in a deep voice, his already taut voice hoarse: "Where are the bodies? Were there any signs of fighting in the stronghold? Any bloodstains or remnants?"
His heart was full of doubts.
Although the four people they had encountered earlier possessed unfathomably profound auras, two of them had been frail women.
No matter how strong they were, if they had slaughtered the entire stronghold, they could not possibly have left everything spotless without a single clue.
There should at least have been signs of battle and bodies left behind.
Another guard hurried over, trembling all over. He shook his head, his tone filled with utter terror.
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