The Tomb
"Sister, are you… this…" Han Xiao's jaw dropped. This tomb was of one of their grand seniors from the ancient times when the land was not divided. This person was thought to be one of the founding fathers of their Han tribe, meaning that this person established it either after breaking away from the main Su tribe or by taking the whole tribe under the Su tribe's umbrella.
Both Li Ming Hao and Su Xin Yu were suddenly tense. What did Han Xiao stuttering mean?
"Yes my dear brother. These two are special people. Their destiny is far more important than a mere grave here. The person inside, who we have not seen for centuries, allowed complete strangers to let them see their face. How interesting!" the girl chirped.
"What… do you mean?" Su Xin Yu did not understand at all what they were talking about. Although they were speaking the same language for their sake, and not their native one, she still felt everything was foreign to her.