Late at night, a figure wearing a bamboo hat stood outside the town, gazing at a towering mountain not far away.
"What are you looking at?" A hoarse, elderly voice came from behind. A black tiger slowly walked over, with Elder Tiger dressed in white sitting on its back.
The man in the bamboo hat did not turn around, but smiled faintly, "I am looking at that mountain peak."
Elder Tiger looked at him, his eyes filled with even greater confusion.
Previously at the inn, Elder Tiger already felt that this man was unusual, but exactly how he was unusual, he could not quite put his finger on.
And now, the man's movements were all more mysteriously revealing, causing Elder Tiger to be secretly concerned.
"There is nothing peculiar about that peak, why do you want to look at it?" Elder Tiger asked.
The man in the bamboo hat pointed at the mountain peak, and Elder Tiger also saw that the man was wearing a treasure-blue ring on his hand, very dazzling and evidently no common item.
