You must understand, doing something solely for money and doing it willingly are two completely different experiences!
After Abe basked in the starlight, sighing with emotion, he turned to look at the "treasure" he mentioned...
But, it seemed a bit different from what he had imagined. He expected to turn around and see adoring eyes, her being smitten and mesmerized by the depth of his thoughts...
However, in reality, what he saw was a group of burly men holding large guns, dressed in somewhat tattered clothing. Especially the one closest to him—his arm was thicker than Abe's thigh.
It was then that he realized something was off. The surroundings seemed unusually quiet. Just moments ago, wasn't it as lively as a carnival party? What happened to the music and the cheering?
Instinctively, he turned to look around.
Under the starlight, he could vaguely make out the desolate plains and the wild, howling winds of a barren wilderness... It felt utterly bleak.
