In a presidential suite of a hotel not far from the Phoenix Nest Training Hall.
A young man cradled a glass of wine in his hand, taking a sip as he gazed in the direction of the nearby Phoenix Nest Training Hall and asked, "Is everything clear now?"
Behind him stood a person shrouded in shadows.
This shadowy figure responded instantly at the young man's inquiry.
"It's clear now; behind him should be that man."
"That man? Which man?"
"Twenty-five years ago, Mountain and Sea Secret Realm."
With just two key phrases, the young man instantly grasped the meaning.
"Oh, so it's that scumbag. I heard this guy was pretty fierce back in the day!"
"The top Summoner of the Alliance Evil Path; none dared to confront him head-on!"
The person from the shadows spoke with a hint of fluctuation in their voice, a faint respect noticeable, but the young man in front of him simply scoffed.
"That was decades ago. Back then, he might have been a beast, but now, he's just a dog locked up."