"What on earth is going on?" Fang Hong unscrewed the cap of his water bottle, poured out the water, and splashed a handful of it on his face to help wake up. He shook his wet hair and asked as he walked, "Did you see anyone coming, Tata?"
Both of them walked forward. Fang Hong stepped unevenly on the rugged surface of the forest, occasionally having to duck under arching tree roots covered with iron wire ferns and coriander, and a string of Moonlight Aster hung down from above, which he casually picked and stuffed into the pocket of his robe.
Tata sat on his shoulder and gently shook her head.
"Not?"
"Then what is it?"
Centaurs believed that dried Aster had magic powers, and later alchemists discovered that Aster powder could serve as high-quality material for magic catalysts, which could be used to cultivate magic solutions.
