Fang Xiaocao followed the group unhurriedly from behind.
Every now and then, she squatted down, rummaging through the weeds, searching for footprints.
Once she was sure the group was heading in the right direction, she paid them no further mind.
As long as they didn't stray off course, they would eventually catch up.
"Princess Your Highness, we've found a fragment of Hou Qing's war clothing."
"There's blood on it; Hou Qing might be injured."
A Half-step Super from the Blacklist came running over, holding a torn sleeve.
And very tactfully, echoed Ying Gou in addressing her as Princess Your Highness.
It was clear he had already settled into his new position and identity.
Ready to join the Phoenix Nest or Swan Goose, and serve Fang Xiaocao.
Fang Xiaocao gave him an approving look, smiled, and nodded, "Well done, where did you find it?"
"Over there, on that tree."
Seeing Fang Xiaocao accept his form of address, he breathed a sigh of relief.
