As the man spoke these words, the men and women gathered behind him exchanged glances, then all nodded in unison and said.
"Understood."
After finishing their words, the group swiftly vanished from the scene, heading down the mountain, leaving the man alone at the peak, gazing at the cliffs below.
A few minutes later, another person arrived at the mountain peak.
An elderly man, wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat, carrying a fishing rod and a basket, approached the man slowly.
The old man placed the fishing rod and basket neatly beside him, sat cross-legged nearby, and took out a fish from the basket, handing it to the man.
"This is fresh catch, would you like to try some? It can give you a big boost."
As these words fell, the man looked at the old man with disdain and said.
"Don't waste time with these inferior goods. You came here for a reason, so just get to the point."
The old man's hand holding the fish froze for a moment, a flash of anger in his eyes.
