C48 The Nether Wolf(1)

"What's this?" Xiaoli asked, bending down to pick up a strand of brown hair. She scrutinized it closely in her hand.

"This is... the mane of that horse!" Shee Yun recognized the hair instantly. It was brown with a white tip, unmistakably from Fu Ye's horse, and there appeared to be traces of blood on it.

Not far from where they stood, they discovered a pool of blood