"Son, come back, come back, come back to the master, only the master can protect you, son, wake up! Wake up! " A voice is old but full of power.

"who are you? What master? I don't have a master. " The grass cried feebly.

"come on, come back!" The sound constantly makes the grass run.

Shangguan Yichen watched the grass struggling with sweat curiously. Did she dream? Do you want to wake her up? She looks so miserable.

Finally, the grass suddenly opened its eyes and kept panting. I was so tired. The dream was so real. How could the old man in the dream not see his face...