My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World-Chapter 637: The Hidden Past

Turning to look at Sha Ying, Yu Zhao explained, "Among that dowry, there was a bronze mirror that had been passed down for generations in the Lin Clan."

"In the past, it was kept within the Lin Clan. Without the Lin Clan’s patriarch’s permission, nobody could see it. But that year, for some reason, the patriarch of the Lin Clan suddenly gave it to the bride as part of her dowry."

Speaking until here, the corner of Yu Zhao’s lips curved up slightly.

He paused for a moment, then asked with a hint of curiosity in his cold voice, "Sha Ying, do you think this is a coincidence—or something predetermined?"

The moment he asked this, realization flashed across Sha Ying’s eyes. "Master, you mean—!"

Although he didn’t finish his sentence, Yu Zhao knew what he wanted to say.

Turning to look at the sea of clouds before him, Yu Zhao muttered regretfully, "If I had been strong enough at that time, maybe she wouldn’t have died."

Hearing this, Sha Ying fell into silence.

Yu Zhao sat there motionless for a long time before opening his lips and expressionlessly instructing, "Sha Ying, go and investigate the Lin Clan of Lin Nan Province."

Sha Ying stood up from his seat, then clasped his fists and responded, "This subordinate accepts the order."

Seeing that Yu Zhao had fallen into deep thought, Sha Ying left quietly.

Left alone on the balcony, Yu Zhao’s eyes flickered coldly. Standing up from his seat, he walked toward the secret chamber hidden behind the wall.

After opening the concealed wall, he lit a candle and walked into the secret chamber.

Yu Zhao walked down the long, wide corridor, with only the candle illuminating his way. Passing several intersections and countless doors, he arrived at the innermost part of the secret chamber.

Using the candle, he lit the torches placed along the walls. When he finished, Yu Zhao extinguished the candle and placed it on one of the torch holders. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Looking at the double stone doors before him, he traced the carvings on them with his slender fingers.

"After so many years, I never expected to visit this place again," Yu Zhao whispered softly, then let out a sad sigh.

As his voice faded into the darkness of the long corridor, Yu Zhao calmly pressed several carved words on the door.

The moment he released the last one, the heavy stone doors trembled, then slowly slid open.

Grooo~!

Bam!

After the door completely opened, Yu Zhao took a deep breath, then stepped into the darkness.

The moment his sole touched the dusty stone floor, the hall suddenly brightened.

Looking at the years of untouched furniture covered in thick dust, the coldness in Yu Zhao’s eyes slowly dissipated. Stepping forward, he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar place.

After scanning the spacious, dusty main hall, Yu Zhao slowly walked toward the back area. Along the way, memories of his childhood resurfaced in his mind.

His pain, his sadness, his regret, and the little warmth left in his memories.

The closer he got to the back area, the clearer those memories became.

Taking a shaky, deep breath, Yu Zhao forced himself to keep walking forward. He walked for half an hour before stopping in front of a large door made of a thousand-year-old wood.

Staring at the door, his hands clenched subconsciously.

Yu Zhao hesitated for a long time before making up his mind. Raising his hands, he pushed the door open.

Creak~!

Whoosh!

As soon as the door opened, a wave of cold air hit him, fluttering his long black hair and clothes. Passing by his body, the cold air stirred up the dust, scattering it everywhere.

Yu Zhao stood at the entrance for a while before stepping into the room.

Unlike the main hall or the outer chamber, which were made of a thousand-year-old wood, this place was carved from a single block of a thousand-year-old ice. Not only did the ice keep the room sealed from the outside world, but it also kept the temperature at a freezing point.

In the center of the ice chamber, an ice coffin lay quietly.

After circulating his internal energy to block the cold, Yu Zhao walked toward the ice coffin.

Standing beside it, he reached out and wiped the ice surface with his hand. When the frost cleared, Yu Zhao looked at the face he had almost forgotten.

Forcing out a smile, he softly whispered, "Madam Lin, we have met again. Please forgive me, for I only came to visit you after so many years. I hope you are not angry with me."

As he spoke, Yu Zhao’s fingers traced Lin Suyun’s face through the thick layer of ice.

Suppressing his emotions, he continued, "Madam Lin, do you know that one of my subordinates recently gave me an interesting book?"

"I bet you wouldn’t be able to guess its content." Yu Zhao chuckled softly, then sighed.

"I used to question Uncle Feng and your decision back then. I always thought that if I had been strong enough, maybe none of you would have needed to die."

Clenching his hands, Yu Zhao’s eyes reddened.

"Today, after receiving the investigation report, I finally understood the reason behind your and Uncle Feng’s decision back then. I also understood why Uncle Feng was willing to sacrifice the entire Feng Clan only to keep Feng Xiyan alive."

As he spoke, a tear fell and slid down his cheek.

Looking at Lin Suyun’s face, he added, "Don’t worry, Madam Lin. I will repay Uncle Feng and your kindness to me. As long as I’m alive, I will make sure that nobody can harm Feng Xiyan."

After saying that, Yu Zhao stayed in the ice chamber for a long time before leaving.

That day, all envoys of the Hong Sha Pavilion received a secret mission from their Pavilion Master. As for the content of the secret mission, only the Pavilion Master, the messenger, and the chosen envoys knew.