Seeing Ye Xianxian silent for a long time, Tian'an grew anxious and reminded him again, "Young Master, the rain is heavy, let's go back!"

"Okay."

Ye Xianxian responded absentmindedly, then stood up in a daze and slowly left with Tian'an, leaving only a lonely silhouette behind...

About three or four kilometers from the western suburban cemetery, there is a small village nestled at the foot of a mountain.