"Mr. Tu Zhong, didn't that man just now look like the hermits beside our King?" Just as doubt arose in Tu Zhong's mind, someone beside him voiced the question.
"I don't know," Tu Zhong said. "I haven't seen them; I've only heard of them. I've never heard anyone who went back mention there being such formidable masters here either. Otherwise, even for the sake of making a living, I would never have dared to make this trip."
"Stop talking and keep up!" At the sharp reprimand, no matter how many doubts they harbored, they had to suppress them for the moment.
When they finally arrived at the destination, they saw nothing but a vast, empty wasteland overgrown with weeds. Especially when the leader announced, "We're here," a wave of bewilderment and fear washed over them. This place looked like a natural execution ground; they could even be killed and dumped right here.
"Don't just stand there! Hurry up and clear the weeds from this ground."
