If the treasure were with that third group of people, it would just be a matter of time for him to locate their position.
However, before that, time certainly shouldn't be wasted. It would be wise to go to the high mountain with Lillian to look for something that might help Atbolde.
Upon hearing this, Lillian fell silent for a moment, took a gentle breath, and her complexion regained its vitality and determination.
"You're right, Colin," she said, pulling her gaze back to him, "We mustn't delay. Let's set out now!"
"Alright," Colin replied, but as if he remembered something, he hesitated slightly and suddenly asked, "Lillian, have you encountered dark red winds since you arrived here?"
"I have," Lillian responded, a hint of reminiscence and lament flashing in her eyes, "A terrible wind of pollution."
