"Elder Wanjun, have you investigated the Yan Family ruins?" Jiang Chen asked.
"I have, but found nothing, not a single clue," Yan Wanjun sighed dejectedly.
Jiang Chen said to Huang'er, "Let's go and see if we can find any clues."
Naturally, Huang'er did not object, nodding, "Alright!"
"I'll go too," Yan Qingsang volunteered.
"The old duke will go as well." Yan Wanjun had gone several times without finding anything, but he thought that perhaps Jiang Chen might find something.
After all, this young Jiang Chen was best at creating miracles.
The group set off from the holy places, and before long, they arrived at the Yan Family headquarters. Now, this headquarters had become nothing but ruins.
From afar, the ruins looked extremely desolate, with wildflowers and wild grass already sprouting beside the broken walls and mounds.
Clearly, as time had passed, the place had become completely barren.
