Just as Zhao Dashan was about to make his move, Zhao San Yue suddenly looked up and glanced at him, asking unexpectedly, "Who shattered the statue?"
Zhao Dashan's heart skipped a beat, and his expression immediately turned very ugly: "I don't know! On the day of the ceremony at the altar, there were one hundred and ninety-seven people worshiping our ancestors. But afterwards, none survived, and the ancestor statue was mostly destroyed.
After the incident, I inquired with those on duty that day, confirming that the last one to enter the altar was Zhao Luoxin of the Yanling line. This person is currently missing."
Zhao San Yue was silent for a moment, her expression turned more stern and murderous.
She suddenly asked again, "What about the Heavenly Book Ancestor Register?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Dashan thought to himself that he was lucky, then shook his head with a heavy face: "The Ancestor Register is lost!"
