The three of them entered the village. Shao Xiang managed to retrace her steps to her former home.
It was not enough to call it a derelict.
The holes in the walls were large enough for one to see all the way through.
Fang Ya hesitated for a moment and walked forward. She stopped in front of the two doors that barely looked functional.
At that moment, a villager walked over. "Who are you looking for?"
Fang Ya glanced at the villager. He had tanned skin, tattered clothes, and a lame leg. He looked a little disheveled.
"Excuse me, is this the Shao Family's?" Fang Ya walked forward and asked the villager.
The villager nodded and said, "It used to be."
"Used to be? Where did they go now?" Fang Ya hurriedly asked, "Did they move away?"
"There is no Shao Family left!" The villager said and walked around Fang Ya and Shao Xiang. He pushed open the doors and walked inside.
