After finishing the tea, the man had already changed his mind.
He had originally planned to rest here for a short while and then leave. He'd thought about wandering the mountain to find some food, fill his stomach, and stock up on supplies before setting off again.
But now he'd changed his mind. He decided to stay.
He decided to stay, even though he knew this faction currently consisted of only two people—he would be the third.
Previously, he would have thought they were just playing games—trying to recruit people when they had nothing.
But now he had rationalized it for himself. 'Although he was joining a place that was still being built from the ground up, they clearly had some strength. It was just that they were only now starting to make their move.'
'Just because they have nothing now doesn't mean they truly have nothing.'
As a result, the rest of their conversation went smoothly.
