Xia Xin held the amulet, unable to smile and could only nod with effort, "Okay…"
Fu Shiyan glanced at him, but didn't say anything and remained very polite to Jiangli, "Abbot, we have arrived."
During their conversation, they had already reached the top of the mountain and into the Fu Family's ancestral cemetery.
This entire area made up the expanse of the Fu Family's ancestral graves.
The direct relatives were all located on the south side.
Upon hearing this, Jiangli raised her head and glanced at the sky above the tombs, noticing a thick black fog emanating from the south.
Without a second thought, she stepped forward and walked towards it.
Wen Zishu and Duan Jianchuan had both visited this place to pay respects at the Fu family's graves.
Seeing the direction Jiangli was going, they exchanged looks of surprise.
Where Jiangli was headed was likely the burial plots of Fu Shiyan's grandparents and parents.
This was something they hadn't told Jiangli.
