"So that's how it is."
At this, a flicker of disappointment passed through Ye Lin's eyes.
It seemed he would have to look for someone else after all.
"Fellow Daoist, why is there a wedding celebration on this side and a funeral on the other?"
Although he had no map, Ye Lin still had one final question.
There was no particular purpose behind it—he was simply curious.
"Fellow Daoist, that question is a little sensitive."
The old man gave Ye Lin a veiled glance, then looked around.
Ye Lin could tell that, at this moment, the old man's vigilance had been cranked all the way up.
"Oh? Could there be some unspeakable secret behind it?"
Seeing the old man act this way only deepened Ye Lin's curiosity.
"Cough, cough. It's like this."
Only after confirming that no one was paying attention to them did the old man silently transmit his voice to Ye Lin.
"We are currently in the Zhao Family's territory, while next door is the Liu Family. The two great families are separated by only a single mountain."
"Today, the Zhao Family's eldest son is marrying the Liu Family's eldest daughter, while the Liu Family Patriarch happened to fall."
"That is why this scene has come about—funeral rites on one side, wedding celebrations on the other."
Hearing this, Ye Lin nodded slightly in understanding.
"Actually, there is an even deeper reason behind this matter."
"Oh? There's more to the story?"
Ye Lin raised a brow, immediately becoming interested.
"Senior, please continue."
Ye Lin picked up the wine jar and filled the old man's cup before him.
"Actually, the Zhao Family and the Liu Family do share some ties."
"The Liu Family's eldest daughter is actually the daughter of the previous Liu Family Patriarch. The previous Liu Family Patriarch