Somewhere in the dense forest.
Beside a thick birch tree stood a tall and thin middle-aged man. His face was covered and his hands were behind his back. He stared at the dry stream not far away.
Suddenly, a figure landed behind him. "Master."
The middle-aged man spoke slowly, his voice deep. "What's so urgent?"
The figure paused for a moment and said solemnly, "Master, 'One' has disappeared."
The middle-aged man reacted excitedly. "What?"
The figure lowered his head. "When I contacted 'One', he didn't come to see me."
The middle-aged man clenched his fists. "Are you sure 'One' has disappeared?"
The figure said, "Two days ago, Tang Jinghong caught a man in black. After I heard the news, I immediately rushed to their camp. After they left, I dug him out of the ground and confirmed that it was 'One'."
The middle-aged man closed his eyes and took a deep breath to suppress his anger. "Did he say anything?"
