The old man was quiet for a while, running his hand over his chin in thought. "Hmm... the Frost Petal..."
"Ah, it's okay if you don't know anything about it. I can find it myself..." Ren said.
"Oh, no. I know about it," the old man chuckled.
Ren blinked, curious. "Really? You do? So where can I find it?"
The old man sighed. "Well, I don't think anyone has talked about that in ages. It has been forgotten long ago—I don't even think anyone remembers. It's interesting that you mentioned it."
"So where can I find it?" Ren inquired.
He sighed again. "I can't be sure if it's still there. But you can go up to the Rain Garden, and if you're lucky, you might see one."
He explained further. "It's a rare herb that seldom grows. It's a mystical herb said to have been planted by the gods. Some say it only blooms once a year or so."
He shook his head as he continued. "But you could go and see if you can find any."
Ren nodded. "I see... so where again?"
