"You've changed a bit, don't you think?" Old Root whispered as she looked at Krune before walking away. She continued to converse with the other ladies of the village, informing them of the dos and don'ts concerning the grass.
After all, the amount of knowledge she had accumulated over a decade of practice wasn't something that could be learned in days. Nevertheless, she was in a hurry, as if sensing that her death was near. She didn't have long to transfer all her knowledge to others, ensuring everything she had accumulated wasn't lost.
It was as if she knew about Krune's and the village head's plans to sacrifice her and Old Stem to the Yin Beasts to buy time for the village to prepare.
'Old people can indeed perceive when their death is near. And it seems that's true.' Krune sighed as he watched the figure of Wang Hao stuffing his face to the brim, smiling contently. 'This sight is enough to risk my life.'
