Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan, who said nothing and stood up.

He walked around the stone room and said, "Master really thinks highly of me."

Mu Wanwan couldn't help but look up.

"The last person in this stone chamber who was imprisoned was my junior uncle."

Mu Wanwan said: "Little Master Uncle?"

Feng Yuan thought for a while: "You really don't know, because when you wrote it, he didn't have this identity and was already dead."

Mu Wanwan thought about it and realized that when she wrote it, there were indeed only five real people in Taiyan Palace.

Feng Yuan stopped talking.

Mu Wanwan had no choice but to say: "Then how do you know?"

Fengyuan thought for a long time, and finally just said: "You will know, and then I will take you to see it myself."

Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan, and Feng Yuan happened to look at her too.

She caught the flash of struggle and sadness in Feng Yuan's indifferent eyes.

And this is not the emotion he should have.

What could make Feng Yuan, who had no emotions, become like this?
Chapter completed!