Dark plain.

As the green wind dispersed, Li He came to the old magician.

He was still the majestic old magician during his first mission, but after not seeing him for a while, he has become too old to look presentable.

His beard and hair are as sparse and messy as weeds, his face is wrinkled and his mouth is empty. He is hunched over and using his staff as a crutch. If it weren't for the unusual brilliance in his eyes, it would be almost unbelievable that this was the once mighty and powerful man.

Magician.

The old man held his staff, raised his head, sniffed the air, and murmured: "Wind magic? That's not right!"

He looked at Li He with brighter eyes: "It's the smell of that book! Young man, have you finally brought the book back to me?"

Li He searched the memory in his mind, thought for a while, raised his hand and summoned the magic book to float in the air.

The old man stretched out his trembling hands and gently touched the invisible pages.

Tears of excitement flowed from his eyes: "I have recognized my Lord... It turns out that this is your true appearance... You are so charming."

The old man's body was "withering" before his eyes.

His face turned as pale as snow as he breathed.
Chapter completed!