Old Mo sat nearby, his ears full of the conversation.
Such secrets were rare to hear. When Wang Han glanced at him, Old Mo couldn't help but tighten up inside. Even though he was old enough to be this young man's grandfather, the sheer presence radiating from the young man involuntarily cut Old Mo down by half.
"I didn't hear a thing!" Old Mo said, knowing how to play the game.
Wang Han handed Old Mo a cigarette and told someone to bring along that block of Immortality Ointment.
Stepping outside, he turned back for a glance at the little stilted wooden building.
Pulling out his phone, he made a call. "Help me run down someone named Chen Xintao. Over a hundred years ago, in Xianju County, a little girl who survived the great fire at the wealthy Chen family estate in Taoyuan Lane. Spend whatever it takes, just check it out. I'll reimburse you, and I'll notify the relevant departments to lend a hand."
Chapter 954