Ling Feng sat quietly for a moment and muttered to himself, "It seems I still need to find some of the local elders. Maybe I can ask about what happened back then!"
At six in the morning, Ling Feng teleported back to the mountainous region, then packed up the Teleportation Array and stepped into the village.
This was a small mountain village with just over twenty households, and faint blue cooking smoke was ascending from every chimney. A brand new day had arrived.
Ling Feng didn't go to Little Lian's house. Instead, he arrived at the first household at the village entrance and stood outside the fence. He called out loudly, "Is anyone home?"
Inside the house, someone was indeed there. You could see them even from outside.
But to conceal his own identity, he could only pretend to be a passing tourist seeking help.
After his shout, an elderly figure pushed open the door and looked at Ling Feng. "What's the matter?"
