"Is that elder Mateo Patel living as a hermit in this Snow Peak?"
Carson Flores examined the endless snowy mountains before him with a hint of curiosity, "This place is nothing but ice and snow. A Peak Heavenly Immortal doesn't need cultivation anymore, so what is he doing here alone?"
Alfred Weaver softly replied, "After he retired, he occasionally traveled around, and each time he returned, he brought me different gifts. At that time, one of the things I looked forward to most was Grandpa Patel's return because it meant a lot of gifts for me."
"Later, when I was harmed, Grandpa Patel heard the news and searched everywhere for me. Eventually, when everyone lost hope, he abandoned his plan of trying his luck in the High Immortal Realm, came back here to live in seclusion, and never went out again, spending his days fishing, planting vegetables, and tending to flowers."