"Mr. and Mrs. Huang, do you know where the first person acting violently appeared?" Feng Fan asked, his tone calm yet determined.
Mrs. Huang hesitated, her brows knitting together as she thought. "This… I'm not sure," she admitted, her voice trembling. "But I do remember our neighbor, Xiong Song, telling me she was going to visit her late husband at the village graveyard. The next time I saw her... she tried to bite me."
Feng Fan narrowed his eyes, the hint of a grim realization flashing across his face. 'A graveyard… interesting.'
"Where's the village graveyard?" he asked firmly. "We need to investigate it. We might uncover the real culprit there."
Mrs. Huang's face paled, and she trembled at his words. "You… you're really planning on going there?"
A reassuring smile softened Feng Fan's expression. "Don't worry. We're professionals. We promise to bring your village back to normal soon. Just stay safe here."