Wen Yan stepped off the boat and asked.
"Do you recognize them?"
The child's lost soul did not answer, merely gazing at the sorcerer with a puzzled look, repeatedly asking a question.
A lost soul who was conscious and understood the Divine Land language came to Wen Yan's side, and with a complex expression, translated for Wen Yan.
"He is asking that sorcerer why he was so obedient, yet buried alive was unbearable without struggling.
He persisted for three days before dying, and why did his mother not awaken again.
Those sorcerers told him that if he obeyed and followed instructions, his wishes would be fulfilled.
He doesn't understand why a life for a life, his mother still hasn't awakened.
He promised his sister that their mother would return home."
Wen Yan's face was as somber as water; he recalled the time he raised the child's lost soul, that small skeleton was embraced by a slightly larger one.
And at that time, only the small skeleton's right arm lay outside.
