Before long, their horses stopped in front of a hidden mound.
Ruan Mian stepped forward to clear away some weeds, revealing a staircase leading underground before her eyes.
Amidst Xie Huai'an's astonishment, they entered the basement. The spacious and transparent area inside left him utterly amazed.
Soon, a voice came from within the underground hideout: "Mianmian?"
"Aunt."
His elder aunt walked over with a bright smile: "Weren't you burning those fields? How do you have time to come here now? I was thinking about moving some gold..."
However, she didn't finish the sentence before she saw Xie Huai'an walking towards her.
At first glance she didn't recognize him, and instead wondered why Ruan Mian had brought a disaster victim.
But upon closer inspection, the figure became increasingly familiar.
"Ah Huai?!"
She was incredulous. Back then, when Xie Huai'an faked his death, Ruan Mian hadn't disclosed it to anyone, not even his aunt.
