This middle-aged man looked to be in his forties.
"Bring the game back to the base," Qin Fu sized up Ye Qingdie with a glance—the attractive woman who appeared to be the oldest among them, likely the leader, but only about twenty-two or twenty-three years old.
"Base." Xu Mo and the others were curious upon hearing this name.
"Are you hunting in the wilderness alone? Where are your parents?" Qin Fu asked.
"Orphans," Ye Qingdie said, noticing Qin Fu's surprised look, she added another phrase.
"All orphans."
"..."
Qin Zhong looked over the group and then sighed, "So you all have had hard lives. I thought you were students out on a trial from some academy."
"Academy."
Elsa's eyes lit up a bit; her father had once mentioned sending her to an academy for studies.
To enter the academy to study music had always been her cherished dream.
At that time, she didn't quite understand what that meant.
To go to the academy meant reaching the upper world.