"Sit."
The elder found a stone, settled down, and spoke.
Qin Hao also sat on a stone, dusting off the dirt from his body.
Here, there were many large rocks on the ground and a bonfire, presumably the elder's camp.
The elder brought him along, engaging in light conversation about the happenings in the outside world.
"Sir, can you tell me, what exactly are you?"
After chatting for a while, Qin Hao, becoming more comfortable, asked in a friendly manner.
The elder smiled: "Let's not talk about me, let's discuss you first."
"Yes," Qin Hao replied respectfully.
Respect for the strong was his principle.
The elder's strength was terrifying, deserving respect.
He recounted his story, concealing some parts while revealing others.
"So, you came to this place because of a woman?"
"That's right, I am looking for Leaf Spirit Grass, may I ask if you've seen it?"
