Wang Chen had just slipped back into his inn room, still clad in his night clothes when suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.
He turned his head towards the window and saw flames and thick smoke rising from the Ling Clan ancestral hall!
The inn Wang Chen was staying in was not far from the Ling Family, and he had booked a room on the third floor with the most expansive view, so he could see everything very clearly.
"Fire, fire!"
At that moment, someone rang a warning gong and loudly shouted for help with the fire.
Wang Chen watched the ancestral hall burn intensely, and his heart continued to sink.
He had not been away from there long; the fire could not have started without reason. The only explanation was that it was set by the uncle guarding the hall.
As for the reason this elderly relative would do such a thing...
Wang Chen wanted to say, "Old man, you really didn't need to do this!"