Yunmeng Plain.
"You're asking about the Han Family? It's over there. In the early years, they were prominent figures here, but unfortunately, they had an unfilial descendant who neglected livelihood in favor of profound cultivation, ultimately offending someone they couldn't handle. The place is said to be haunted year-round, so ordinary people don't dare to go in. Otherwise, such a big house wouldn't have collapsed."
The old man spoke while shaking his head, as if lamenting the Han Family of the past.
Xu Guang smiled, "Thank you, elder."
He walked towards the place the old man pointed to, which was already a ruin, a very large ruin.
This confirmed the old man's words; the Han Family must have been quite influential in the area.
Xu Guang felt a sense of melancholy; he didn't know the stories of Han Wangshan back then, but he guessed that everyone who grew to this point had their own story.
