The two elders, each wielding a Spiritual Artifact, were hard at work, completely oblivious to anyone approaching.
Only after Lin Hao called out several times did the two finally look up.
At this sight, Lin Hao was stunned.
The two figures before him were so disheveled and filthy that he couldn't even make out their faces. All he could see was a pair of exceptionally bright eyes darting about.
'Are these still the elders?'
"Martial Uncle, didn't you just leave? Why are you back already?" The two were startled to see Lin Hao and quickly asked.
"What?" Lin Hao said, taken aback. He took two steps forward and was hit by a foul odor.
The stench was coming from the two elders.
"Elders, have you not rested at all?" Lin Hao asked tentatively.
"It's hardly been any time at all, why would we rest? These divine stones are too hard. We've barely managed to chip any off. Martial Uncle, just wait a moment." Having said their piece, the two prepared to get back to it.
