Xie Chun had heard of Old Man Yunhe, but he was just a wealthy dog who ran a planting business—a local rich man, you might say—and he'd never had any dealings with Old Man Yunhe. Still, who around the villages within a hundred miles of Mount Dajin hadn't heard of the old man, or of the rumors surrounding him?
"I know the old man, but didn't he die years ago? And aren't his descendants all gone from their old home in Panshi Ridge? What kind of threat could they pose?"
Xie Chun thought it over carefully, but the whole thing still sounded a little strange.
"Master Xie, I heard some things in Star City a while back. Old Man Yunhe's sons don't seem to have amounted to much, but his two grandsons are something else. Some people say they saw them return to their old home in Panshi Ridge before the apocalypse. Others say there were hauntings around Nine Li Pavilion in Panshi Ridge around Tomb-Sweeping Day... Anyway, the rumors are downright eerie. But even though those hauntings were so intense that night, it seems not a single person from the Old Jiang Family was hurt. And after that, almost all the wild animals around Mount Dajin went extinct. Isn't that strange?"
Xie Chun rubbed his stubble, his gaze turning thoughtful as he considered something.
"What other rumors are there about that old man's family? Tell me everything, whether it's rumor or not."
"There are some. I heard his two grandsons have a lot of clout in Star City. Apparently even the officials there have to curry favor with them."
"Some people say their family really are immortals. Their ancestral skills are incredible."
"Immortals? At most, they're Awakened, same as us. These days, who isn't an Awakened?"
"But they're really