Hu Yan let out a soft, heavy sigh. He patiently held the tiny plant close to his chest to shield him from the wind and said, "Stove, listen to me. We've already searched all around the borders of Dragon Beast City. You couldn't even sense a whisper of her aura. If she were still nearby... you would have found her hours ago."
Hearing this, Stove suddenly became completely quiet, his thrashing vines drooping listlessly.
Hu Yan gently patted his little leaves with a massive finger.
"There's no point in searching blindly in this snowstorm. It's far too dangerous. Let's go back to the house first. When the storm passes and the snow stops, we'll all continue searching together."
Stove slowly lowered his head, his tiny green body trembling.
He knew... he knew deep down that Hu Yan was completely right. If Little Hua was anywhere near the city, his instincts would have flared up. He would have sensed her. But no matter how hard he pushed his energy, he couldn't feel a single thing.
