Lyon glanced at the fresh tea leaves in Mana's bamboo basket, a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "Has your brother gone to see that old man again",Pushing open the gate, the courtyard of the stilt house was laden with vegetables and fruits. On the shelves beside it, withered vines still clung to the structures. These vines, during harvest month, would bear many "droplets," which Jon called grapes. Leon had tasted them and found them quite sweet, but now, the month for eating grapes had passed.,As soon as Angell heard Leon mention Jon, his brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes: "You know, the Master's health is deteriorating day by day. Every part of his body is gradually shrinking. Just the day before yesterday, the Master's legs completely lost their mobility. He just had medicine rubbed on him a while ago, and now he's resting upstairs."。