The mountain peak was relatively flat.

As far as the eye could see, the landscape was covered in a blanket of white. This made it feel as though it was not actually nighttime.

The old man brought James to the mountain peak, waved his hand, and a burst of force came forth from his palm.

The power surged forward, and the block of ice before him slowly started to melt away to gradually reveal a stone table along with several stone chairs.

The old man walked over, sat down, and beckoned at James. He pointed to the chair beside him and said, “Young man, no need for stuffy formalities. Sit down.”

James walked over, sat down, and looked at the old man curiously. He could not figure out the identity of this mysterious elder.

He knew this old man was undoubtedly a member of Mount Thunder Sect, but it was hard to guess exactly who he was.

“Sir… who exactly are you?”

“Haha…” the old man laughed and his eyes sparkled in glee.

“Wait here. I’ll go get us some wine.”

As soon as he finished