章 1322: Assassination

Chu Yi had never liked to be disturbed. The bodyguards and secret guards in the manor were far away, so Su Yao could successfully leave the study.

In the secret passage, Chu Yi placed the wooden tokens with complicated inscriptions on the coffin.

Beside the coffin stood a gray-haired old man.

"Mr. Lin, can this person really be revived?" Although from the moment he became the successor of the Chu family, he was already related to the corpse lying in front of him,

However, after so many years, they had used all sorts of methods but could not revive the person in front of them.

He had died for more than a thousand years. What was revival? A mummy?

The old man called Mr. Lin was the military advisor who had been following the Chu family. He touched his white beard and shook his head. "I don't know either."

To be precise, no one knew the authenticity of that prophecy.