บท 125: Andoine

It was as though that hoarse voice carried something magical, as though an invisible hand came and grabbed onto the throat of Aeron. His recitation came to an abrupt stop, while the raging magical elements he'd created also vanished immediately.

The leaves that flew up into the air also fell back gently to the ground. The forest regained its serenity and peacefulness.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

They saw a frail-looking elder walking out from the bushes ahead. He was a senior aged around 60 or 70, and had a face full of wrinkles. The grayish-white robe he wore was crumpled and dirty like it was not washed for decades. The moment he emerged from the thicket, everyone could realize a heavy smell of medication coming from him…

As the old man got closer, Lin Li's eyes lit up.

"How are you, did you get injured?" the elder asked with great concern.