Zhu Feng led the way, continuing forward until he turned left at the crossroads, heading east. After a few hundred meters, they arrived in front of a house.
The small, solitary house stood beside the road, lacking a courtyard.
According to Zhu Feng's introduction, Yang Muzhen was a bachelor with no kin or friends; his residence had been abandoned after his death.
Xiao Mu purposefully surveyed the house.
Three brick and tile rooms, they looked quite refined. Each room was separate: one was a bedroom, one a storage room, and another a kitchen.
There was no doubt, the house had been built before the world experienced mutations.
Under Xiao Mu's spiritual vision, the house appeared unremarkable.
"Yang Muzhen is said to have been murdered in his bedroom," said Zhu Feng as he pushed open the middle door, releasing a musty smell.
