On the desolate mountain, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person behind him.
It turned out that behind him was just an ordinary human, struggling to climb up the cliff.
Seeing it was a human, the old man immediately relaxed, his face turning icy cold, and asked, "Who are you? Why did you climb up here?"
The human, drenched in sweat, used his last bit of strength to finally reach the cliff and stood in front of the old man, panting, "I got lost and somehow ended up here."
The old man frowned, pointed with his hand, and said, "You can leave from here. Hurry up and go. This is not a place you should be."
After saying that, the old man turned around, about to return to the cave.
But as he turned, a trace of doubt rose in the old man's heart: how could an ordinary human climb to this place?
Just as the old man was puzzled, he suddenly heard a sound of wind behind him.
