"Because there are quite a few rumors in Jianghu saying our Xiran Island has countless rare treasures, those filled with greed have been trying by all means to break in. In reality, we only live a life of detachment from worldly affairs on this island. How could there be any rare treasures? This is just an ordinary little island. This stone chamber was originally the Book Collection Pavilion on the island. After your mother had an accident, we felt this place was quiet, so we arranged it to be your mother's boudoir. The things inside the room are all belongings from before she left home. But unexpectedly, now one or two decades have passed, the objects remain but..."
Upon speaking to this point, Xi Yang's gentle smile disappeared, replaced by a cloud of worry on his handsome face.
"Uncle, is mother here?" Jiang Xue seemed to feel something, cautiously observing the surroundings.
