"Do I really carry the scent of Red Mountain Fragrance?"0

Lin Zheyu walked through the forest at an unhurried pace. From time to time, he sniffed at his own clothes, yet detected nothing. It did not seem like Ma Wangcheng had lied to him, however. On his way earlier, he had indeed passed through a patch filled with bright red flowers.0

With no path ahead, he had forced his way through the blossoms, and their fragrance had clung to his body. The flowers’ scent was faint, perceptible only within the thicket. Nothing could be smelled at all when one was just 2 meters away from the flowers. For such a subtle fragrance to still be detected from afar spoke volumes of Ma Wangcheng’s remarkable sense of smell.0

I must be more careful in the future and find someone to teach me about this, thought Lin Zheyu.2

As Ma Wangcheng had said, many seasoned hunters could detect the scent of Red...0