"I don't know the old man's real name, but I only know that others call him Medicine Elder." Liu Hun pondered for a moment before slowly responding to the elder in front of him.
As soon as these words were spoken, the elder's expression changed drastically. Instead of any joy, his face was filled with endless worry.
"Let's go!" The elder dropped the basket in his hand, and in a flash, came to Liu Hun's side, grabbing his collar and speeding forward.
Liu Hun felt the rush of wind in his ears, and his eyes could vaguely see the trees, flowers, and plants around him rapidly retreating.
However, this sensation didn't last long. Within just a few breaths, the elder stopped with Liu Hun.
Liu Hun was just about to sigh in relief when he caught sight of four or five elders with an ethereal appearance ahead.
"Clan Leader, I..." The elder holding Liu Hun's collar slowly placed him behind, looking somewhat pale at the elderly man standing at the forefront.
