The man knelt on the cold stone slab, his forehead pressed to the ground, his voice trembling. "Please, punish me, Master."
The torch cast flickering shadows, and the Master's figure appeared especially tall in the firelight. He spoke slowly, his voice authoritative, "Set aside the matter of punishment for now. Tell me, what is the current state of Gold and Silver Island?"
The man straightened slightly and recalled, "Gold and Silver Island is exceptionally prosperous, with wealthy merchants and nobles everywhere on the streets. It truly deserves the title 'Pearl of the Jade Sea.'
The Master continued, "With the power of my Holy Sect, if we confronted Gold and Silver Island head-on, what are our chances of victory?"
The man's Adam's apple moved, his eyes wandered, hesitating for a moment before answering, "Naturally, the Holy Sect will surely win."
"How many heroes are on the island?"
