Diwu Qian's father wore a pair of vintage round-framed glasses with gold rims and a pure black Chinese tunic suit and looked particularly energetic.

He was sitting in front of a stone table several kilometers away from the peak of Luo Yin mountain.

Although the moonlight was bright, this group of people was almost invisible to ordinary people.

The four people sitting at the stone table were obviously not ordinary human beings.

"The scenery ...