"You said he was going to marry the Princess, and that’s why soldiers were sent to kill your ancestor. That’s wrong," Cui Wenyan continued sternly. "The truth is, the Princess—a stubborn and vicious person—fell for the scholar and wanted to marry him. The scholar refused, saying he already had a beloved wife. The Princess got furious and secretly imprisoned the scholar. Then she sent people to kill your ancestor. At that time, you all went down the mountain to visit the ancestor, and so you were almost wiped out. Your ancestor was severely injured by the guards to protect you. Later, you fled with your injured ancestor. That’s why you don’t know what happened next."
"The scholar truly was a weakling, unable to fight even a chicken. It’s not an exaggeration to say so. He couldn’t even defeat the Princess. But he wasn’t foolish; he secretly climbed over the wall, escaped, and contacted his scholar friends. Using words and writing, he exposed this incident. Only then did the Emperor learn of this matter, severely punishing the Princess and compensating the scholar. The scholar returned home in glory, prepared to marry your ancestor. Only upon arriving home did he learn what had happened. Later, the scholar remained unmarried for life, constantly waiting for your ancestor, of course, in vain. Eventually, he died of depression. You thought the scholar had a change of heart and betrayed your ancestor, so now you’ve found the reincarnated scholar for revenge. The strange happenings at the villa are all your doing, aren’t they?"
Wu Yihao and the others were dumbfounded upon hearing this.
Liang Bing’s eyes widened into small beans.
After finishing, Cui Wenyan glanced at the tall Liang Bing and said leisurely, "I think if the scholar had a physique like this before, surely he wouldn’t have been unable to defeat the Princess, and wouldn’t have been dragged away and imprisoned by her."
Liang Bing’s expression instantly became very complicated. If what Cui Wenyan said is true, then... it’s simply unbearable. Was he really so weak in the past?
"How can we believe what you’re saying is true?!" The sedan chair bearer glared at Liang Bing, asking suspiciously.
"It’s simple, take us to find your ancestor, and let the ancestor wake up. Your ancestor should have a way to know if I’m telling the truth." Cui Wenyan spread her hands.
"No, what if you’re malicious, trying to trick us into finding the ancestor and then targeting the ancestor?" The sedan chair bearer shook his head like a rattle.
"Then forget it, I’ll take our leave, you stand aside. If you want to fight, you can’t beat me," Cui Wenyan said fiercely, standing up with her arms crossed over her chest.
"How can you be so unreasonable?" the leading sedan chair bearer said indignantly.
"Wasn’t I just reasoning with you? Besides, why would I need to trick you? You little foxes aren’t my match at all; I could easily wipe you out," Cui Wenyan snorted. It’s not like she’s boasting, she could tell these little foxes weren’t highly cultivated, and estimated a whip would turn them into ashes.
"Seems like it." The sedan chair bearer blinked, somewhat reluctantly acknowledging this point.
"May I ask, how do you know about the ancestor and the scholar’s matter?" Suddenly, a little fox stood up and asked Cui Wenyan.
Following the sound, Cui Wenyan looked over to see a small, fuzzy white fox standing behind the sedan chair bearer, eagerly poking its head out in inquiry.
"Saw it," Cui Wenyan replied.
"Does a Ghost Hunter have such powerful spells?" Upon hearing this, several sedan chair bearers began softly discussing in surprise.
"Capable of seeing past events?"
"Impossible. Humans with empathic abilities should have long been extinct, right?"
"That’s not right either; it’s not just a simple empathic ability. She can actually see things from many years ago, and even see things we don’t know about?"