As Wang Qian lay against the tree trunk, silence took over the forest once again as the two men, with one gone to fulfill his orders, sat quietly and waited.
Soon, the previous man came back followed by a few others. Wang Qian slowly turned his head as he looked at the new ones that just came. Like the two men, there were a few that were elves.
The rest, however, wore broken clothes and looked like they've been through all kinds of hell. Like the one Wang Qian and Alicia captured, they were also humans.
'I've noticed this a long time ago, but the elves don't actually wear anything to cover their face or identity. Could it be there's also a type of formation that makes people forget a person's looks? But if there is, why can I still remember it clearly?' Wang Qian pondered.
After all of them gathered together as they quieted down, waiting for who seemed to be the leader to speak.