Zhou Kun carefully followed the extremely faint footprints to the entrance of the stairs.
However, when he stepped onto the stairs and reached the bedroom floor, his expression darkened once more.
The opponent's Body Technique was exceptionally superb; he had landed with almost no trace.
Without the dusty environment of the secret chamber, where it was so easy to leave footprints, it was now incredibly difficult to find any more of the opponent's tracks.
The trail was lost again!
He tried to search carefully inside and outside the bedroom, the study, and even the attic, but could no longer find any useful, trackable clues.
The thief was like a phantom, appearing and disappearing without a trace.
"Well?"
Sensing something was wrong with Zhou Kun, Chu Feng asked.
