"Correct, if I am not mistaken, those black-clad figures in rubber shoes did not get what they wanted, and their haste to leave this place likely means they're going back somewhere to report and ask their superiors for a new plan," Zhang Xiaobei said.
"Brother Zhang, given the situation, what should we do now? Judging by the time, those alive in mountain boots must have left this area long ago, and trying to catch up with those in rubber shoes now probably won't yield any results," Jiang Changhai said, feeling somewhat disheartened by the current situation.
"Big Brother Jiang, what you should be concerned about now is not how to find those black-clad figures, but rather you should focus on adjusting your mindset," Zhang Xiaobei slowly turned around to face Jiang Changhai with a well-intentioned reminder.
Even though Jiang Changhai knew that Zhang Xiaobei meant well, such a mindset was not something that could readily be adjusted to.
