It was this middle-aged man's voice coming with immense pressure.
If normal people heard this, they would sink to their knees.
However, with the Global Rule that had been with Yorne since birth, he was not affected by this. But his whole body trembled for a moment.
The youth's eyes showed a little fear before he became calm again and spoke out.
“Uncle…”
This call startled the man slightly. But his face did not change at all. The corners of his lips lifted into a faint smile.
“What are you doing here?” His tone became more gentle.
Besides that man, Yorne's eyes were still fixed on the grass.
The youth walked forward fearlessly. His heart was so pure that he dared to face anything, even the unseen dangers before him.
Yorne raised his hand, shyly scratching the back of his neck.
“I came to find the resurrection herb. From the map I obtained, it is here.”
The man raised his eyebrows and smiled.
“Do you mean this grass?"
Yorne smiled wryly and said,