Qin Chen and the others continued forward.
After walking for a while.
Qin Chen caught a whiff of the scent of blood.
"Let's go and take a look."
He came to a wooded area.
The ground was covered with corpses, blood flowing everywhere.
"These people..."
Qin Chen's eyes slightly narrowed.
Although the bodies of these people were already mangled beyond recognition, Qin Chen could still roughly determine their identities.
"How could this happen?! We just parted ways with them."
Han Xinkui's eyes revealed sadness.
These people were none other than the members of the Han Family who had been with Han Xinkui and others a moment ago.
It had only been half an hour since they separated.
Yet they met a tragic end, corpses strewn all over the wilderness.
Although Han Xinkui had been angry with these people earlier for how they treated Qin Chen.
But.
After all, these people were from her Han Family.
Seeing them all meet such a tragic fate, Han Xinkui naturally felt distressed.
