Huo Yuhao brought Qian Shishi into the ruins of the temple.
Bibi Dong hesitated for a moment, then chose to follow.
The temple ruins had long since been destroyed. Later, the Xie Family and the Qian Family had converted the ruins into a dwelling, adding many traces of daily life to the site.
From the foundation, it could be seen that the original temple had been grand, but the stone houses now built on that foundation looked especially crude and rough.
It had been divided into several areas, with many rooms, enough for dozens of people to live in together.
Of course, the living conditions were merely average.
But anyone who came here to live was seeking refuge, whether they were from the Xie Family or the Qian Family. How could they still be picky?
After reaching the mountaintop, Huo Yuhao had used his Primordial Spirit to scout everything once. He found that supplies enough for over a thousand people to use for two years were stored on the mountaintop. That was enough to show just how thoroughly the Xie Family had prepared.
And the Xie Family and the Qian Family combined actually numbered fewer than five hundred.
Finally, Huo Yuhao brought Qian Shishi and Bibi Dong to an area in the deepest part of the temple.
This place had been converted into a storage room.
With a complicated expression, Bibi Dong said, "This was once where the Angel God Statue stood."
Qian Shishi looked shocked. Clearly, she had not known this. She hurriedly said, "Our ancestors said that when they found this place, it was already in ruins, and there was nothing left."
As a descendant of the Qian Family, she naturally still retained faith in the Angel God. Although the Angel God was no longer around, making that