Yin Tian stepped forward but paid no attention to the portly man and the Feng Shui master. Instead, he strode past them, stood there, and gazed at the distant Imperial Capital.
"Indeed, it is a fine location."
Yin Tian muttered to himself.
"Hmph!"
The Feng Shui master immediately hummed proudly, "Nestled by mountains and waters, where the sun and the moon shine in harmony, it is a place where Yin and Yang converge."
"Burying one's ancestors here ensures endless prosperity for their descendants for generations!"
"To find another site as auspicious as this in the entire Imperial Capital would be difficult; it's only because of Mr. Yue's good fortune that his family encountered a death just as such a prime location was found."
At these words, the portly man's face immediately showed a smug expression.
"Alright then, since you seem to really want this place, I'll let you have it."
Yin Tian spoke quite casually.