Hearing this, a fierce light flashed in Yan Lin's eyes.
He glanced around, his expression growing ever more solemn.
"Normally, the Royal Hunting Ground is patrolled by guards in hiding to prevent any danger. But here… there is no presence of anyone else."
That is to say, there were no guards at all.
"In previous hunts, we were always protected by guards. The game we hunted would also be tallied up by someone in particular. But from the entrance to this place, we have not seen a trace of any guards."
Chu Baihan's voice became even colder.
"So, unless Father did not prepare any guards, it means… the guards are dead," she continued.
Even if Father was confused, he wouldn't fail to prepare guards. After all, there are countless fierce beasts in these deep mountains.
Therefore, something must have happened to the guards.
"Be extra careful," Chu Baihan quickly cautioned Yan Lin.
"Princess Consort of the Eighth Prince, Eighth Prince."
