But Su Yiwan didn't care about this. She was so angry that her grandfather died, and there were people who disturbed his quietness.

"Xiaowan, calm down and let's go now." Yan Lancang said in a deep voice.

He called and asked someone to rush over first. He drove Su Yiwan downstairs, and the two drove towards the suburbs, which was a remote mountain village.

Su Yiwan looked at the familiar and unfamiliar road, and the rain blurred the glass windows. She whispered: "After my grandfather died, my mother said that he liked quietness and felt that his hometown was beautiful, so she buried him back to the old house."

"My grandfather and my mother have never done anything that is harmful to the world. Why are there always people who refuse to let them go? Why?" Su Yiwan said coldly.

Even the dead are not let go. How vicious are these people's hearts?

"Their deaths were all accidents. Some people wanted to harm them and wanted to eradicate the Su family." Su Yiwan whispered.

Her hands were tightly clamped into a fist, and she clenched her nails into her flesh, causing numbness in pain.

Yan Lancang freed up a hand, held her little hand, and wrapped it tightly to prevent her from hurting himself. He said in a deep voice: "We will seek justice for the Su family. We will definitely not let go of what should be paid."

His words seemed to give her a reassurance, and Su Yiwan stared at him in a daze.

She suddenly turned her head and leaned her face against his shoulder.

"Sleep for a while, I'll call you when I'm here." Yan Lancang said in a deep voice.

Recently, Su Yiwan is particularly prone to drowsiness. He suspected that it was related to her poisoning in Su's house. Although she has not mentioned whether the poison has been cleared, her condition has been obviously not very good recently.

"Get a good night's sleep," he said hoarsely.

Su Yiwan leaned on his shoulder and smelled the man's breath. Before he knew it, his eyelids were very heavy, and his original anxiety and anger seemed to have been relieved.

Yan Lancang drove all the way to a remote mountain village.

"Second Master." The bodyguard walked towards him. Not far away, several gangsters were beaten to the ground, struggling constantly, and blood kept oozing out of them.

The rain stopped, but the ground was filled with puddles.

Yan Lancang sat in the driver's seat. He raised his eyes and looked coldly in front of him, saying, "I found it?"

"Yes, they used the tomb to be the richest man. They jealous and wanted to break the Feng Shui of the Su family and use Feng Shui to start their own business." The bodyguard said in a low voice.

"Go and check who they have come into contact with recently." Yan Lancang said coldly.

These reasons are not enough to convince him.

The Su family has always been peaceful, but suddenly the grave was dug up and even sent a message to Su Yiwan's mobile phone to show off, obviously trying to lead them all here.

Thinking of this, he picked up his cell phone and called, saying, "Miyagi, help me do something."

"You said." Miyagi said, chewing pig's trotters and pressing his phone hands-free.

He pricked up his ears, and listening to Yan Lancang's words, the oil on the corner of his mouth slid down his chin, which was so shocked that he quickly pulled a tissue to wipe it. The monster's face was slightly dark and he said, "Damn it, a bunch of uneasy things are making trouble again."

"Don't worry about handling the matter over there, leave it to me about Jincheng." said Miyagi.

He reluctantly put the pig's trotter back into the basin. When he got up, Mrs. Gong came over with a mask and said in surprise: "Son, why don't you eat it?"

"My mother, do you want to feed me stupidly? Such a big one!" Miyagi rolled his eyes.
Chapter completed!