C894 Atavism

"That's right!" Liu Xian stroked his beard, and smiled as he nodded, "Has Your Highness been there?"

The corner of Ling Yun's mouth twitched, and his teeth itched with hatred. With a dark face, he snorted, "Yesterday, I found traces of the Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion's black-clothed guards at the unmarked cemetery. I got curious, so I followed them and went deep into the Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion