Watching the youth walk away, Ling Chen glanced at Zhou Jun and Song Ge beside him, and curiosity gleamed in all three pairs of eyes in unison.
"Let's go and see." Zhou Jun was the first to speak. As soon as he said this, he immediately started moving his legs, following closely behind the youth.
Immediately, the three men sprinted in the direction the youth had left. In no time, they charged into a dense forest.
"There he is!" With keen eyes, Song Ge pointed, and the youth's figure immediately appeared in their sight.
After pursuing for over a hundred meters, Ling Chen and his companions finally stopped, their eyes widened in astonishment at the scene before them.
In the middle of the forest, there was a mountain peak over twenty meters high. At the foot of the mountain, stood a disheveled and unkempt figure. The person was covered in ragged clothes that made him look worse off than a beggar, his face filthy, as if it hadn't been washed in ages.
