"How's the situation? How many people have come outside?"
There are two other men in the cave dressed like tramps, with messy hair and tattered clothes, not caring about the hemp bag carelessly thrown in the corner.
"There seems to be quite a few of them, at least twenty or thirty. It looks like that guy has failed us, or he's been caught. There's no delay happening! I'm curious, how did they find us?"
Scarface turned his head curiously and asked.
"What else could it be? The operation must have been exposed."
A younger tramp chewed on an unidentified fruit while complaining.
An older tramp glared at him: "If they had really found that group of people, there would be chaos at home, how could they have time to rush here?"
The group they were working with is not an ordinary one. If they were really caught, the soldiers at the foot of the mountain would not be as calm as they are now.
