The deep mountain region at the border between Tian Nan Province and Siam.
A Miao Village, hidden like an isolated island in the vast sea of forests.
This place truly belongs to a "no man's land," with miasma and insect noises forming the backdrop of this primal jungle.
The night was deep and still, with only occasional dog barks accentuating the surrounding silence.
The entire village had only a few stilt houses still lit with dim yellow lights.
"Click."
A middle-aged man with black-framed glasses and a scholarly demeanor pushed open the window.
He gazed into the pitch-black forest outside, his brow slightly furrowed, with not a hint of sleepiness in his eyes, but rather a sharp light almost tangible in its intensity.
This was the outward sign of highly concentrated spiritual power.
He seemed to be carefully observing something, searching for traces hidden in the darkness.
"Professor, still not asleep at this hour?"
