Lin Fan silently made up his mind. He had already lost his master, and now he only had his Senior Martial Uncle and junior brother left. He could not lose his Senior Martial Uncle too.
[Boss Xiu: I didn't expect it. They still chose Eight Trigrams Village.]
[May Peace Bring Great Fortune: I just asked around. Apparently, no one has broken Eight Trigrams Village's Eight Trigrams Formation in a hundred years.]
[Sister Potato: I just spoke to my husband. He's a native of Eight Trigrams Village, and he told me Master Lin couldn't possibly succeed.]
In the livestream.
Many viewers from Pingzhou had heard rumors about Eight Trigrams Village to one extent or another.
Even people from Eight Trigrams Village came forward to talk about the Eight Trigrams Formation.
"Master, look at their comments."
Xiao Tuantuan was sitting in the same car as Lin Fan. She handed him her phone and said quietly, "Why don't we give up on going to Eight Trigrams Village?"
"Sister Potato said that over the past hundred years, a full thousand people have tried to break the formation. After failing, they suffer one misfortune after another and die within a year."
Lin Fan took the phone and read everyone's discussions.
He smiled faintly. "Thank you all for your concern."
"But we can't back down. This is something my Senior Martial Uncle promised someone. Besides, if we don't relocate the grave, all five generations of the Ma Family will be gone in less than half a month. Even his relatives will all die."
"That's precisely why I can't stand by and watch disaster befall the Ma Family."
Lin Fan was no bleeding heart, but he knew his Senior Martial Uncle would never back down.
To protect his Senior Martial Uncle, he had to get involved.