"Who?! Who did this?! Who dared to dig up the graves of Old Man Han and Tingting and the others?!"
Ning Wangshu roared through gritted teeth, his eyes glittering with bone-chilling cold and murderous intent.
Before him, the graves of Old Man Han, Han Tingting, and the others had been dug up. Weeds grew thickly over the ground, and their tombstones had toppled to one side, buried beneath fallen rocks and vegetation.
But after seeing the state of Han Tingting and the others' graves, Ning Wangshu had released his immortal sense and spotted the tombstones buried deep beneath the rocks and vegetation.
It took a long time for Ning Wangshu to force down his fury. He swept his gaze over the dug-up graves of Old Man Han, Han Tingting, and the others once more, then drew a deep breath, his expression dark.
"Looks like something major must have happened to the Han Family. Otherwise, who would dare dig up the graves of Old Man Han and Tingting and the others?"
"Besides, from the state of things, this clearly didn't happen recently."
As he spoke, Ning Wangshu suddenly looked toward Moon Tomb City, dozens of miles away, his eyes glinting with cold light. "I have to get to the bottom of this."
"I want to see who dared show such disrespect to Old Man Han and Tingting and the others, who've been dead for so many years, and even dug up their graves!"
Ning Wangshu clenched his teeth, a fearsome aura of murderous intent appearing on his face.
Then he raised a hand and swept it through the air.
The tombstones buried beneath the rocks and vegetation shot out with a whoosh. At the same time, the dug-up graves were quickly filled in again.
After setting the tombstones upright once more,