"Master Tu Zhong, didn't that man just now resemble one of the hermits who serve our King?" Just as the doubt took root in Tu Zhong's mind, someone beside him voiced it aloud.
Tu Zhong replied, "I don't know. I've never seen them, only heard of them.
I've never heard anyone who returned talk about such a formidable master being here. Otherwise, I wouldn't have dared come on this trip, even if it was just to earn a living."
"Quiet! Keep moving!" Following the harsh shout, no matter how many more questions they had, they had to swallow them and endure.
When they finally arrived, all they saw was a wide, empty field overgrown with weeds.
And when their escort announced, "We're here," their hearts filled with a mixture of confusion and fear.
It was a natural execution ground, a place where you could simply dump the bodies.
"Don't just stand there! Get to work clearing the weeds from this ground."
