Su Wan looked up and saw a small bird with pale blue feathers flying in from the valley entrance. Its wings beat silently. It had a sharp beak, delicate claws, and a pair of lively, intelligent eyes.
It was one of the messenger birds she had distributed to the group.
Su Wan paused for a moment, then extended her arm.
The messenger bird folded its wings and landed lightly on her wrist. It tilted its head and gently pecked at the feathers under its wing.
Everyone's eyes fell upon the bird, a hint of surprise in their gazes.
With the dozen-plus trackers all gathered here, who else but Fang Han would have released a messenger bird?
Su Wan cradled the bird in her palm, her fingertips gently stroking its back feathers. Her gaze then shifted to its leg.
There, a strip of paper, folded thin and long, was tied with an extremely fine silk thread.
She untied the thread, removed the paper, and unfolded it.
Tang Jun couldn't help but ask:
