"Ancestor, why are you standing here?"
The stone-hammer man came to the old woman's side and asked with concern.
The old woman waved her hand, withered like a tree branch.
"I'm waiting for him."
"Ancestor, what if he doesn't come?"
"He will. After what happened last night, he'll definitely come. He has many questions, and only I can answer them."
Stone frowned.
"Ancestor, we can still hold on. We don't need to beg outsiders for help."
"He isn't an outsider. He is also a descendant of the Witch Tribe. Only he can help us."
The old woman spoke with absolute certainty.
"But—"
"No buts. Go check on Sen first."
The old woman dismissed him.
She knew Stone did not want to seek help from outsiders because he did not yet understand the tribe's predicament. And she did not have much time left. Before she died, she had to find a way out for her people.
Just as the old woman was lost in thought, Yunxi appeared before her.
A smile finally appeared on the old woman's face. She spoke politely.
"You've come."
Yunxi nodded, then silently followed the old woman back into the stone house.
There were two other people inside the stone house: the stone-hammer man and Qin. They were carefully helping the seriously injured Sen sit up and feeding him water.
After entering, Yunxi swept her divine sense over Sen on the stone bed and immediately knew that his wounds had already closed. It was only a matter of time before he recovered completely. His self-healing ability was clearly very strong. Still, she raised her hand and cast a healing spell, using spiritual power to repair the man's injured internal organs.
Sen paused while drinking. His expression immediately changed. He reached for the linen cloth wrapped around his