"Master…" a middle-aged man entered the room and approached the man.
"They have already entered the forest, it looks like they will travel at night," he added.
The man standing behind the window just nodded without saying a word.
"Do you still have any other orders, Young Master?"
The man shook his head. "They'll be fine from now on," he replied.
"You can go now. Tomorrow we will continue our journey again," he added.
After saying that, the middle-aged man standing behind him didn't leave.
"Young master..." said the middle-aged man looking a little doubtful.
"What is it? Do you still want to say something?" asked the middle-aged man.
"Are you all right, sir? How are you feeling now?" he added again.
"Tang Mao, you've asked the same thing seven times. Can't you hear me?" replied the man.
