【Grave Robbers' Chronicles】The Smoke and the Return of the Soul

"Young Master!" Mo Xie shouted towards Ye Cangbing's back, but he didn't react at all and just walked out numbly.

Mo Xie was worried that Ye Cangbing would do something stupid, so he simply put on a piece of clothes that Ye Cangbing brought over his torn clothes, and regardless of his injuries, he chased after him.

Outside there were stretches of green hills and not far from the door there was a clear lake. Ye Cangbing leaned on the wooden stakes in the pavilion in front of the door, looking at the lake calmly, but his eyes were full of hatred and pain.

Mo Xie walked over gently and sighed, "Oh, young master. Don't be sad anymore..."

"Don't call me Young Master! Everyone in the mansion is dead, how can I still be a Young Master!" Ye Cangbing said in anger and grief, but then he closed his eyes, concealed his emotions, and hid the grief and hatred in his heart.

Ye Cangbing's sudden roar startled Mo Xie, and he took several steps back in fear.

"I'm sorry, I didn't control my emotions and scared you." Ye Cangbing opened his eyes again, and there was only a pool of stagnant water left.

"No, no, how could that be?" Mo Xie quickly shook his head and denied it, thinking how could I be afraid of the young master, but the panic and fear in his eyes revealed everything.

Ye Cangbing looked at the panicked Mo Xie and did not break the lie, but his voice was a little sour: "Don't call me Young Master anymore. There are only two of us in our family. Just treat me as a relative. You can just call me A Bing." Ye Cangbing's eyes were red, and no matter how hard he tried to hide his emotions, tears were welling up in them.

Mo Xie didn't even think about it, as if it was a subconscious action, he walked forward and hugged him: "Young... A Bing, A Bing, cry if you want to. Don't hold it in, you still have me." Mo Xie gently stroked Ye Cangbing's back.

Ye Cangbing could no longer hold on, and he rested his head on Mo Xie's shoulder. His tears flowed like pearls from a broken string, and soon soaked Mo Xie's clothes. For a moment, Ye Cangbing was like a crying child.

This was the first time Ye Cangbing cried.

Ye Cangbing was nostalgic for the embrace he felt at that time, but suddenly a voice broke his memory.

"A Bing, I remember now. I didn't think of it just now. I'm sorry, I'm late." Mo Xie hugged Ye Cangbing from behind.

"It's okay, I just remembered some things from the past and I'm a little sad." Ye Cangbing slowly came out of Mo Xie's arms and comforted him.

"A Bing, do you know what this ring is all about?" Mo Xie was very confused.

"What I can be sure of is that this person is not Si Feng... Shi Runze, also known as the Supreme God Yuzhu. She almost died together with Yong Zun more than 100,000 years ago. Even if she came back, she would have died not long after. That is to say, she may have descendants or successors, and she passed on her inheritance to her descendants or successors before she died." Ye Cangbing pondered.

"It's possible. If this conjecture is true, then things will not be simple. And the important thing is that this ring should not be the main ring, but a secondary ring." Mo Xie also agreed.

"Well, we have to study it carefully." Ye Cangbing took the ring and clenched it tightly in his hand. Even though the ring was pinching it and it hurt, he did not let go.

At the same time, I will soon finish discussing the matter with Xie Yuchen.