Chapter 185 Legend of the Ancestral Tomb (1/2)

"As for the two from the Jin family..." Yu Hao's expression turned very strange. He lowered his voice, as if he were whispering, "When I signed up, I heard a few guys in the compound chatting about it."

"It's said that it was the old man of the Jin family, their grandfather, who whipped them to come here."

"They say... this Mao'er Mountain was once the ancestral burial ground of the Jin family."

At this point, Yu Hao himself felt it was unreliable, and chuckled dryly twice.

"And then there's Shen Yishan. I heard her maternal grandfather and the old man of the Jin family were from the same village, so some people are guessing that this place is probably also the ancestral burial ground of Shen Yishan's maternal grandfather. Isn't that a coincidence?"

Yu Hao was talking animatedly and didn't notice that Tao Yuming, who had been quietly sitting next to him, suddenly gasped when he heard the words "ancestral burial grounds".

His fingers gripped the basket handle, his knuckles tensing instantly, straining until they turned white, and the bamboo handle creaked under the weight.

Although he quickly loosened his grip, a turbulent undercurrent, unfathomable to outsiders, surged within his usually gentle, amber eyes.

There was shock, realization, and a hint of... deeply hidden apprehension.

Yan Yu listened expressionlessly to Yu Hao's spittle-splattered gossip, but out of the corner of his eye, he clearly saw Tao Yuming's momentary loss of composure.

This seemingly gentle and harmless reborn individual actually knew some inside information.

The gossip continued, but Yan Yu was no longer listening.

He obtained crucial information: the Jin family and the Shen family were both involved in the legend of the "ancestral graves" on Mao'er Mountain.

Tao Yuming's reaction was very strange.

Yan Yu shifted his gaze from Yu Hao's excited face and fixed it directly on Tao Yuming.

He didn't speak, he just stared at me, his eyes heavy, pressing down like a mountain.

The sound of the wind around us seemed to have stopped.

Tao Yuming felt that gaze fall on him, without malice, yet it made the hairs on his body stand on end. He subconsciously straightened his back, his heart pounding as if it would jump out of his throat.

Oh no, this big shot definitely saw right through my reaction.

He had heard of Yan Yu in his previous life and knew that he was a truly ruthless character, but he did not expect that the other party's perception could be so sharp.

Just as Tao Yuming's mind was in complete turmoil, trying to figure out how to explain, Yan Yu withdrew his gaze.

"It's cold, you should go back first." His voice was low and emotionless.

"Okay, Brother Yu!" Yu Hao replied carelessly, still absorbed in gossip and the delicious food he was about to get.

Yan Yu nodded, picked up the basket he had received, and turned to leave.

But he stopped after taking a step, turned his head, locked his gaze on Tao Yuming again, and added casually, "Come to my house sometime."

After saying that, he didn't linger, and his tall figure quickly disappeared at the end of the bare poplar grove.

Yu Hao chuckled and nudged Tao Yuming, who was still standing there dumbfounded, with his elbow. "Did you hear that, Yuming? Brother Yu wants you to go to his house! You're something else, aren't you? Brother Yu is such a picky guy, he doesn't usually talk to people, but he's taken a liking to you!"

Tao Yuming was jolted by the impact, and the fear in his heart was instantly washed away by the huge joy.

He...he was invited?

The big shot who saved his life in his past life but mysteriously disappeared that winter actually invited him to his home!

A genuine, gentle smile finally appeared on Tao Yuming's face. He gazed in the direction Yan Yu had left, and a bright light ignited in his eyes, which were always clear and peaceful.

Perhaps, this life can truly be different.

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