The ancient return was exposed by his sister's live stream.

She walked and livestreamed, following Chen Hao's footsteps, but gradually realized that her brother was walking with a clear purpose. He wasn't just wandering around aimlessly, but rather he had chosen a direction and was moving forward steadily.

Chen Siyao quickly caught up with Chen Hao and asked in a low voice, "Brother, did you already know where you were going?"

Chen Hao paused slightly, gazing at the rolling green hills ahead, a hint of nostalgia and melancholy flashing in his eyes.

A thousand years have passed, yet I still remember this road clearly. I came here to bury him back then, and now I see the mountains and rivers remain the same, but my beloved has passed away.

He spoke softly, his voice gentle yet weighty: "Yes. An old friend of mine is buried nearby. I've come today to offer incense in his honor."

"Oh? Is it my brother's old friend?" Chen Siyao's eyes lit up, instantly forgetting the comments in the live stream. "Let's hurry over! We can't delay!"

Yang Wanqing quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, we'll go with you!"

The three walked along the mountain path for more than ten minutes and came to a mountain hollow with a stunning view. Ancient trees towered all around, and a stream flowed around. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but overgrown weeds. There were no tombstones, not even a mound of earth.

Yang Wanqing scratched his head and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Chen Hao, where...where is the cemetery here? It's all grass and trees, I haven't seen a single one."

Chen Siyao also looked around, looking puzzled: "Yeah, brother, I don't see any cemeteries."

Chen Hao lowered his eyes, looking at the thick weeds at his feet, and said calmly, "Down below."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and gently waved it. The seemingly tangled weeds automatically parted to both sides, revealing a path that had been hidden by vegetation for many years. At the end of the path was an underground tomb passage hidden among the rocks. The dark entrance exuded a thousand years of silence and antiquity.

Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing were so frightened that they both shrank back, their faces turning slightly pale.

Underground… a tomb passage? My brother's friend is buried underground? That's terrifying! But my brother doesn't seem scared at all; instead, he looks very serious…

The moment the tomb passage appeared in the live stream chat, a dense barrage of comments flooded the screen!

[Adventure enthusiast Xiao Zhou]: Holy crap! An underground tomb passage?! Has an ancient tomb been discovered?!

[I'm so full from all the gossip]: Is this a script? It's definitely a script! These days, internet celebrities are even willing to stage scenes in ancient tombs for traffic?

[I'm a terrible student]: This doesn't look like acting! The stones in this tomb passage look incredibly old!

[Black Yao Specialist]: What are you pretending for? Are you planning to raid a tomb? Taking a streamer to dig up an ancient tomb in broad daylight? That's illegal, you know!

[Cultural Relics Protection Ambassador]: Wait a minute! They livestreamed the whole thing, didn't bring any tools, and didn't touch anything. It doesn't look like tomb raiding!

【Mouth King 666】: That's a pretty convincing performance! I bet he'll pull out a fake antique later, claiming it was dug up, just to trick his fans into giving him tips!

Looking at the exploding comments in the live stream and then at the deep tomb passage before her, Chen Siyao gripped Chen Hao's sleeve tightly, her voice tinged with fear: "Brother...whose tomb is this? Should we...should we go in?"

Chen Hao raised his hand and gently patted the back of her hand, his voice gentle and reassuring: "Don't be afraid. This is the tomb of Feng Changqing, a famous general of the Tang Dynasty. A thousand years ago, he was my best friend."

The three words "Feng Changqing" were spoken lightly by Chen Hao, yet they struck Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing like a boulder.

"A famous general from the Tang Dynasty?" Yang Wanqing covered her mouth, her eyes widening in surprise. "Feng Changqing... I think I've seen him in a history book! He was a great general who guarded the border!"

Chen Siyao stood there, stunned, her mind blank.

My brother's friend... was a famous general from the Tang Dynasty? Wasn't that someone from over a thousand years ago? How could my brother know a general from over a thousand years ago?!

She subconsciously looked at the live stream camera, and the comments section had completely gone crazy. The screen was full of mockery, doubts, and insults, and labels such as "scripted," "faked," and "attention-grabbing" were firmly attached to her.

[I'm a terrible student]: Feng Changqing's tomb? Historical records don't even clearly state its exact location, and you're saying it's here? Are you kidding me?

[Keyboard Warrior Himself]: I can't laugh anymore! He's dragging in a famous Tang Dynasty general? Is his next step to say your brother is a god? Has he lived for a thousand years?

[Sober Man]: The script is terrible! Couldn't they find a more reliable historical figure? Feng Changqing was wrongfully killed, and they dare to use him to gain attention?

[Black Yao Specialist]: I think this woman is insane! She's even willing to forge cultural relics just to become famous. She'll be waiting for the authorities to shut her down!

[Eating melon seeds without spitting them out]: Unfollowed! Unfollowed! I used to think she was innocent, but now she seems to be just a shameless internet celebrity who will do anything for traffic!

[Cultural Relics Protection Ambassador]: Even if it's not tomb raiding, using historical figures to write scripts is going too far! I suggest reporting this!

The few comments that seemed suspicious were instantly drowned out by a flood of negative reviews.

[Little Strawberry Isn't Sour]: Stop criticizing! Yao Yao didn't touch anything the whole time, and she didn't fake anything!

【Yaoyao Doesn't Eat Grapes】: What if... what if this is true?

Chen Hao stood at the entrance to the tomb passage, gazing into the deep underground, as a thousand years of memories surged forth like a tidal wave.

Chang Qing, you used to say that you fought bloody battles and survived countless near-death experiences to earn a little fame, which is nothing compared to those poets who can become famous for a thousand years with just a few words.

You said your poetry is excellent, but the country is in peril, and we need generals, not scholars. Once the world is at peace, you will retire from the army and return to your hometown to write poetry and books, leaving behind a lasting reputation for your talent.

But in the end, you didn't live to see that day. I buried the poems you wrote in your tomb with my own hands, where they will remain unknown for a thousand years.

Today, let's take advantage of Yao Yao's live stream to show the world that you are not only a fierce general, but also a poet full of talent.

He ignored the insults in the live stream and offered no explanation. He simply stepped into the tomb passage, his voice calm yet firm: "Come in. I'm here. Everything will be alright."

Chen Siyao bit her lip, looked at her brother's tall back, and then at the screen full of mocking comments. A stubborn feeling suddenly rose in her heart.

No matter what others say, I believe my brother! My brother says this is General Feng Changqing's tomb, so it must be! I can't let my brother be insulted like this!

She gripped her phone tightly and followed Chen Hao into the tomb passage, while Yang Wanqing gritted her teeth and followed.

The tomb passage was not cold and gloomy, but rather exuded a faint ancient atmosphere. Faint carvings could be seen on the walls, all traces left by thousands of years.

Chen Hao walked at the front, able to see the road ahead without needing any lighting, as if he knew every inch of this land like the back of his hand.

As viewers in the live stream watched the actual interior of the tomb passage, their doubts subsided slightly, but they were still dominated by talk of a "script."

Looking at the comments, Chen Siyao knew that no amount of explanation would help. Suddenly remembering something, she earnestly said to the camera, "Everyone, I will contact the local cultural relics department immediately and report the situation here! We absolutely did not rob any tombs, nor did we forge anything; we just discovered this place by chance!"

As she spoke, she immediately took out her phone and dialed the local cultural relics bureau, clearly explaining the address and situation.

Even so, the mockery in the live stream room did not stop.

【King of Mouth 666】: You're putting on a whole act, aren't you? Even the phone call is an act? I bet you're calling your accomplices!

[Keyboard Warrior Himself]: Just wait and see! The official investigation will expose your fake script!

Chen Siyao hung up the phone, her eyes slightly red, but she still stubbornly raised her head.

Chen Hao glanced at her sideways, a hint of heartache and approval flashing in his eyes.

Yao Yao has grown up; she knows how to protect herself and understands right from wrong. Soon, these harsh words will turn into slaps in the face.

Chen Siyao hung up the phone with the Cultural Relics Bureau, her knuckles still slightly white from nervousness. She looked up and met Chen Hao's calm and unwavering eyes.

The live stream room, which had been filled with mockery just moments before, saw a significant decrease in the number of criticisms after she proactively reported the matter to the authorities. However, a few comments still insisted that she was "acting out a script."