"What are you doing, this is the ancestral graveyard of our Zhao village, where our Zhao ancestors are buried, and you've gone and dug it up!"
"Stop it, you can't do this without our permission."
"Stop right there, you bunch of bastards, I'm gonna fight you for this."
"Don't dig, this is an ancestral grave!"
Hearing these voices, Chen Yang and his junior sister looked at each other and quickened their pace toward the direction of the sounds.
After passing through dense woods and fields, the two finally arrived at the place where the voices were coming from.
They saw a group of villagers confronting a group of outsiders on the hillside ahead, with both sides having an equal number of people and neither willing to back down.
Chen Yang and Tao Xiaotong recognized the villagers of the Zhao village. They walked over and found an old man to ask, "Grandpa Zhao Caibao, what's going on here?"
The elder was named Zhao Caibao, which means 'fortune-bringing treasure.'
