The little boy's round face was red, but it wasn't clear whether it was from the blistering sun or from the biting cold during the nighttime.
Isaac could even clearly see his bright eyes.
As Isaac was about to walk over to ask some questions, the old man got back on his knees and continued praying with the crowd.
"If only my sect had this many believers. Back in the day, Master Schoenus slayed all kinds of demons and frightened the nine states. Now, even our school is gone..." Denvor couldn't help but lament.
Isaac averted his gaze. "Let's go."
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