The old man's mouth twitched.
He wasn't so old as to be deaf; everything the two children said reached his ears clearly.
But at this moment, all he wanted was to quickly find Elder Shen; appearance was no longer important.
In fact, even if Little Taotie took out a phone to secretly film him now, he wouldn't get angry because he simply didn't have the time for that; being angry would just be a waste of emotions and time.
Little Taotie: "He seems a bit tired."
Hua Jinyan: "After all, he is old."
Little Taotie: "Should we go over and help him?"
Hua Jinyan: "We can't be of any help."
Little Taotie recalled being bounced back several times, sighed, and said: "Then there's nothing we can do, we'll just have to watch."
The old man wiped his sweat and continued digging.
Finally, sensing something, he stopped his actions.
"What's wrong?" Little Taotie was the first to come forward.
The old man squinted: "It should be the Formation Flag."
