Chapter 382: The Heirloom
A few days before the wedding, in the Land of Grass:
"Hello, excuse me."
"I'm just wondering why this shop isn't open?"
A bearded man, Shishi, stopped a passer-by, his tone casual though his demeanor seemed suspicious.
"Who are you?" The passer-by, clearly wary, glanced at Shishi, whose appearance didn't inspire much trust.
"I'm here to visit relatives. Is Granny Kyoko out?" Shishi attempted a friendly smile, though it lacked sincerity.
"I've never heard that the old lady had any relatives outside the village," the passer-by said cautiously. "Granny Kyoko passed away two years ago due to illness, and the shop has been vacant ever since."
"Passed away?" Shishi repeated, his expression unreadable. The news didn't surprise him—given the troubled times, it wasn't shocking for an elderly woman in poor health to have passed.
"If you think I'm lying, ask anyone in the village. She's buried on that hill over there," the passerby said, pointing to a distant hill. His tone was cautious but polite, clearly eager to end the conversation.
"Okay, thanks."
With the information he needed, Shishi nodded his thanks and made his way to the hill.