"Uncle, regardless of who we are, we can assure you we mean no harm, so, Uncle, could you first tell us what exactly happened here? Why does the whole town look so... strange?" Han Jing felt that Su Yu's identity would be hard to keep secret, but since they had already asked, they couldn't just leave without finding out what happened here.
The uncle seemed to struggle a bit, and after a while, he sighed: "Well, it's fine to tell you. The thing is, our Xia Gui Island has never had a flourishing lineage. The Island Master is the sole bloodline of the Ancient Divine Clan Xia Clan, which is connected to... well, to those above. However, the Xia family has a single line of succession; the Island Master has only had one daughter in three hundred years. She's only sixteen and has been treasured like a pearl, yet tragedy struck unexpectedly."
