At the Night Elves' camp.
"I didn't expect you to build your own city at such a young age. It's unexpected. Please forgive me for my offense just now. I'm very sorry." Elwyn apologized respectfully.
"It's okay, I was too rash." Lorne smiled politely.
"Just now, Mr. Tyrant said that he can trade the Dragon Blood Grass with us. Is this true?"
"Of course."
"How many Dragon Blood Grass do you have now?" Elwyn asked.
Lorne did not answer directly. Instead, he asked, "Can I ask how much Dragon Blood Grass you need first?"
"A lot. It might take tens of thousands."
