The scenery along the way is pleasant and beautiful.
White paper money and visiting wreaths can still be seen everywhere along the way.
But Wen Renhong frowned more and more as he looked around, a deep anxiety gradually gathering between his eyebrows and getting deeper and deeper.
"What's going on? How come the guards along the way didn't even see a single figure?"
"Where are the people? Where have they gone?"
He asked in a low voice, almost as if he was talking to himself.
"They must have received orders to reduce the security area and concentrate their manpower on guarding the old man's coffin, right?"
The driver of the car spoke at this time, "All of us have left, and the defense left behind is empty. If someone takes advantage of it at this time, it will probably be a huge blow to the entire Wenren family."
Although there were not many people who temporarily returned to the station this time, they were all top performers in the funeral procession.
Wen Renhong and Wen Rensi, the two most powerful men, were all dispatched, as well as some personal guards.
Although there are a large number of great masters in the hands of those who remain, if the opponent only comes with one powerful person at this time, the consequences will be extremely terrifying.
"I hope so."
Wen Renhong nodded, but as the convoy went deeper into the mountains, the silhouettes of the guards who had disappeared in the front reappeared.
This made Wen Renhong feel relieved a lot. Seeing that the Feng Shui treasure cave was about to arrive, he told Wen Ren Muxue: "Remember what I just said. No matter what your third uncle says later, you will insist on it."
Before the old man passed away, he definitely left you a will, but because the old man left in a hurry, even you don't know where the will was."