Confrontation, Mo Fang and Ming Long

"Understood, I'll follow your lead," Zhao He acknowledged, recognizing the gravity of the situation and yielding the initiative to Qin Shu.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the forest, a group of people confidently traversed the woods, armed and ready. Any lurking demon beasts were swiftly detected and eliminated before they could pose a threat.

"Ming Long, have you prepared the gift for our meeting on this journey?" a man, veiled in black, respectfully inquired of an elderly man, all while maintaining his dignity.

"I've had it prepared for some time. Do you think everyone is as incapable as you, even when it comes to a simple greeting gift?" the old man retorted, rolling his eyes.

The man didn't offer any further objections. Instead, he stepped back and approached a palanquin. Alongside gold and silver treasures, it also contained a few terrified girls bound within.