Yu Jing asked curiously:
"Someone as talented as Ancestor Lanhu should have been recruited and protected by the Chana Empire, right? How did she die at the peak of her life, when she was only in her thirties?"
"I was curious about that too." Yu Xiaoxiao pressed her little finger to her lips, looking as though she were seriously pondering the matter. "However, Master Fu seemed to have some reservations and didn't tell me."
"Reservations... It seems Ancestor Lanhu's death was probably connected to a force that your Yu family still lacks the strength to oppose."
The two passed through the corridor and arrived at the inner Inheritance Chamber. It was a completely enclosed room of about a hundred square meters. A circular engraving of a fox coiled around itself was etched into the floor at the center, while various handwritten copies were stored in the hollow spaces in the walls.
A woman around twenty-five years old was also standing inside the Inheritance Chamber. Nearby, a boy of about ten was meditating.
"Sister Xinyuan!"
"Huh... Xiaoxiao? When did you return to the main residence? And who is this man?"
The woman named Xinyuan carried a mature charm in both her bearing and speech. The little boy beside her was her son.
"I'm Yu Xiaoxiao's fiancé. I'm also considered part of the main family line." Yu Jing introduced himself.
Because Patriarch Yu had ordered last night's banquet to be kept completely confidential, aside from the few "Black Card assassins," none of the other Yu family members knew anything about Yu Jing.
"Fiancé? How is that possible? Xiaoxiao is the eldest young lady. How could the Yu family allow an outsider to marry into the family with her..."
The Yu family were innately extremely hostile toward outsiders. Sister Xinyuan was also part