Moreover, it's a large German shepherd!
Franz picked up the rope binding them and let the shepherd sniff it, immediately leading them out!
They hadn't anticipated that Situ Xuan, having braved life and death before, was prepared for such situations. When he was confined in the small cabin, he heard the dog barking, and as he escaped, he rubbed his clothes with snow, erasing any traces, and deliberately left behind scarves belonging to himself and Jian Anning to distract the dog.
When the dog led the group into the woods, it sniffed the scarf hanging on a tree and didn't know how to proceed further, while Jian Anning and Situ Xuan's footprints were covered by the snow. The mountain path ahead was quite steep, Franz stood there, looking at the intensifying snowstorm that almost obscured his view and gritted his teeth: "Let's split up! We must catch them!"
