"No one has returned yet." The Captain muttered, his voice sombre, his sinister gaze fixed on the forest in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Seeing this, the crowd couldn't help but look at each other in disbelief, and someone asked, "Captain, why don't we go forward and see what's going on?"
He looked at the man who spoke and said, "No need, just wait a little longer! If they're not back by sundown, nine times out of ten they've been ambushed."
His voice quavered, his eyes narrowed, he said, "If they were ambushed and killed, it would be hard for you to escape death in the past, and you wouldn't be able to bring back half the news."
Hearing this, the crowd looked at each other and said, "So we'll just wait?
"Wait! Even if we want to act, we must wait until after nightfall, before that, eat and sleep well to nourish your spirit!"
"Yes!"
