Hearing this, the man with the square face softly sighed, "The once revered Northern First Blade Man still has an unblunted blade. It seems the old leaders made the right call in asking you to come out of retirement."
The man in the green robe was startled, then gave a bitter smile, "Come out of retirement? Heh. At my age, are they going to squeeze every last bit of marrow out of my bones?"
The spiciness of the fumes from the tobacco pipe, and this matter, even spicier.
"There's no other way, the person involved this time is very tricky, with a highly sensitive identity. Three from our side have already fallen to him, and all by his hand alone. From the current situation, it's very likely he will disrupt our plans. If we do not stop him, the consequences are unimaginable."
"Just one person?"
"Just one person."