The short and skinny old man narrowed his eyes, looking at the limping youngster in the distance who was climbing toward the top of the peak, and it seemed that he didn't care that he was rubbed and pitied by the young man.
As an old-aged master of evil in a high Cultivation state, he was enormously experienced and composed, and as such, he wasn't easily disturbed by outside influences.
He couldn't kill the young man by his side, because the young man's soul had a connection with a certain thing, and that thing helped him avoid the detection of the Green Mountain Formation.
Of course, these facts were told to him by the young man himself, and so they could be false.
But he had no way to determine their accuracy, since he didn't want to gamble with his very life.
The young man turned around and looked at the youngster on the distant mountain and suddenly asked a question.