Tu Xiao'an fixed his Snake Gaze on the cave entrance. Suddenly, to his surprise, he detected the scent of many humans inside.
'Could some of the missing Snake Catchers still be alive?'
The thought had barely formed when Tu Xiao'an's body blurred, and he instantly flashed inside.
The cave wasn't very deep, running about three hundred meters. Soon, Tu Xiao'an saw more than thirty people of various ages huddled in a dim corner. They looked dejected, their spirits completely broken. They sat on the filthy ground with their arms wrapped around themselves, their bodies trembling uncontrollably from time to time.
It was as if they had suffered some immense trauma.
After a single, impassive glance, Tu Xiao'an frowned. The Vampire Snake wasn't here; there was no trace of it in the cave.
The reason the Vampire Snake's scent was so strong was likely because it had spent a considerable amount of time here.
The scent had lingered for so long that it had concentrated, refusing to dissipate.
