Zhou Mo crouched down, ignoring the putrid stench, and carefully examined the bones.
Most of the marks on the skeleton had been ravaged by wild beasts, making it difficult to identify the shape and origin of the initial fatal wound.
His brow furrowed. The situation was even more difficult than he had anticipated.
With the body damaged to this extent, it was nearly impossible to find any information that pointed directly to the killer.
"Zhou Li, what do you think?"
Zhou Mo looked at the young disciple beside him, who had a sharp face and intelligent eyes.
Sharing the surname Zhou, this disciple was naturally related to him, which was why he kept him by his side.
Zhou Li mulled it over for a moment before speaking.
"Elder Zhou, Zhao Qianjun left the Sect without accepting a mission. I suspect he was familiar with his killer and left the Sect to meet them, only to be ambushed and killed."
He paused before continuing his analysis.
