Coffin of the Late Crown Prince

Late at night, at the foot of South Hill on the outskirts of the capital.

Two travelers dressed as peddlers, one carrying a bundle, hurried along under the cover of darkness.

If a martial arts master happened to pass by and took a closer look, they would notice that these seemingly ordinary 'peddlers' possessed astonishing footwork—both were top-tier experts of their time.

These two were none other than Dr. Rowan Lin and Simon Yu in disguise.

Led by Simon Yu, the pair went straight into South Hill and stopped halfway up the mountain.

Simon Yu caught his breath and looked around, as if searching for something. But the darkness of night and the complicated terrain made it hard to find at a glance.

Dr. Rowan Lin, meanwhile, stood with his hands behind his back atop a large rock, using the moonlight to gaze at a flat area halfway up the mountain.

While Simon Yu searched for the path, Dr. Rowan Lin slowly walked toward the flat clearing.

The clearing was covered with many plants, but since it was winter, most had withered, leaving the ground blanketed in dry grass.

Dr. Rowan Lin broke off a tree branch and, as he walked across the grass, used it to poke around. After a while, the branch struck something beneath the ground.