The old man leaned on his cane and slowly walked up to the group.

Qiao Yu didn't dare underestimate this old man; he hadn't forgotten what Tang Lan said about him following them all the way.

Qiao Yu believed that if the old man dropped his cane, he'd probably run faster than him, maybe even throw in a set of military boxing moves.

"You all woke up quite early. Let's go, I'll take you to that path."