"Do you want to ask about your son?" the middle-aged man said softly, but he was relieved. This time he came to this village for these people. If they don't take the initiative, they may miss the chance, and make themselves regret for life.

"how do you know?" Stammered the middle-aged woman, surprised at the ability of the middle-aged to ask the prophet.

"master, what's the matter with my son? Where is he now? He hasn't come back in three years, and he hasn't called back. He just lost the message. What's the matter with him?" With that, the middle-aged woman began to cry.

"your son went to the north...