When they reached the mountainside, a group hurriedly rushed toward them.

The person in the lead was a middle-aged man who looked about 40 years old. He was a burly man with slightly tan skin and wore a blue robe.

“What brings you here, Sir Henrik?”

With a solemn expression, Henrik replied, “What’s the problem? Is it wrong of me to be here?”

“N-No, that’s not what I meant. I meant to ask why you didn’t notify me beforehand so I could make preparations to welcome you in advance.”

Henrik casually waved his hand and said, “That isn’t necessary. I’m here with my friend. He personally came to treat you, Yalerad. You should be honored. What are you standing there for? Hurry up and greet Mr. Caden.”

The person who approached them was the owner of Triple Star Cave Mansion, Yalerad.

Yalerad glanced at James and did not dare to overlook his presence. He bowed slightly and welcomed him with outstretched arms. “M-Mr. Caden, this way, please.”

James was taken aback.

This Henrik was reall