Hu, left with no choice, could only invite Ye Yang upstairs.

The room on the second floor couldn't be called feng shui by any stretch of the imagination. It didn't even have a window. It looked more like a shrine for ghosts and gods.

Hu, with his full head of white hair and wearing a Tang suit, gestured for them to sit. "Please, both of you. Xiao Hu, go make tea for our guests."

Ye Yang's gaze sharpened slightly. According to Zhao Ci's information, Old Hu should be the father of Hu, the owner of Feng Shui Residence. Would a father call his son Xiao Hu? It clearly showed a sense of estrangement.

Hu backed out of the room and respectfully closed the door.

Ye Yang could tell from the sound of footsteps that Hu hadn't gone far. He was standing guard at the door like a sentry.

Old Hu said slowly, "Since Boss Ye has come, it means this matter cannot be resolved peacefully. If I don't speak, Boss Ye will definitely take action, right?"

Ye Yang didn't speak, but his hand rested on the hilt of his sword.

Ye Yang's hand seemed very natural, as casual as if it were resting on a chair. But when he wanted to move, it would be a thunderous strike.

Old Hu acted as if he didn't see Ye Yang's movement. "What I want to ask is, is Boss Ye really a descendant of Bei Yiye?"

Ye Yang's gaze darkened slightly. "Bei Yiye, must not be asked. Do you really want to know?"

"Hahaha…" Old Hu laughed. "Then I can rest assured."

As Old Hu spoke, a faint green light flashed in his eyes.

In the unlit room, only a black human-shaped outline and his glowing green eyes could be seen.

"A spirit!" As Feng Ruoxing's twin swords slid from her sleeves, Old Hu reached out and pulled open his clothes, revealing a yellowed bamboo pole from below his neck.

Ye Yang seemed to have expected it. The person who had been talking and laughing with him was a head impaled on a bamboo pole. His face didn't show the slightest surprise.

The next moment, a red-haired fox jumped out of Old Hu's clothes and sat on the table. The head, no longer supported by the bamboo pole, fell to the ground with a thud and rolled towards the door along the edge of the table.

Foxes are considered spirits in other places, but in the Northeast, they are considered Xianjia (immortals).

In Northeast legends, fox spirits are mostly approachable but not to be provoked. Sometimes they are kind to people, but they will not let those who offend them get away with it.

Ye Yang leaned back slightly in his chair. "I'm waiting for your explanation."

Ye Yang's action seemed to indicate that he had no hostility, but in reality, it gave himself more space. If Ye Yang attacked now, the force of his sword would be more than twice as powerful as before.

Old Hu's voice quickly came from the red fox. "Boss Ye, there's no need to be nervous. I think it's easier to communicate this way than with a dead man's head."

"Boss Ye, you're here for the Longwan Cemetery, right?"

"Back then, Lao Huang and I, who is now Ma Cheng Lin, built the Longwan Cemetery and left behind informants. As long as someone finds us through the cemetery, we will know in advance."

"Boss Ye's arrival was within my expectations."

Ye Yang thought carefully. The informant the red fox was talking about was either the secretary of Sanbao Company or was left in the original data, or both.

The red fox said, "In the past, Lao Huang and I had been receiving incense offerings in the Erxian Temple in Longyu Bay, and we occasionally came out to accumulate merit. Although those years were chaotic with wars, making cultivation difficult, we were still able to make ends meet."

"We both also knew that someone wanted to build a Celebrity Garden behind Longyu Bay. At that time, a white snake was entrenched in the direction of the Celebrity Garden. That guy's cultivation was several points higher than Lao Huang's and mine."

"The reason why the two of us were crowded into a temple was because we couldn't beat the white snake alone."

"When the Celebrity Garden was about to break ground, the white snake came to us, wanting us to help him deal with the craftsmen who were building the Celebrity Garden."

The red fox sighed here, "At that time, our vision was ultimately short-sighted! If we could have joined hands with the white snake regardless of past grievances, perhaps there would have been another outcome."

"At the time, we just wanted to see how the white snake was being robbed of its territory like a stray dog. Who knew, what we saw was a snake skin being peeled off."

"Lao Huang and I could only manage a tie with the white snake by risking our lives! But it didn't even make a sound before it was skinned by someone else. How powerful do you think that craftsman must be?"

"Although we were afraid, we didn't think too much about it. After all, craftsmen are not warlocks. As long as no one delays them from building houses, they never take the initiative to cause trouble for others."

"But we didn't expect that the day after they broke ground on the Celebrity Garden, they found us and told us to get out."

"We couldn't beat him, so we could only be driven out of our home in disgrace. That person was too overbearing, not allowing us to take anything with us. All the possessions we had accumulated were left in the Erxian Temple."

"We were unwilling to leave! Lao Huang and I had been guarding nearby, wanting to get our possessions back. Who knew, that person was too ruthless."