The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1706 Rituals for the Gods

Wynter took a few steps closer to the river, intending to inspect further.

However, Dalton, who was standing beside her, grabbed her arm firmly. "There's something there."

Wynter followed his gaze. She had to admit, Dalton had incredible vision. Even from this distance, he had spotted a piece of golden parchment pinned under a stone near the water's edge.

Wynter frowned. "Has someone been burning parchment here?"

The golden parchment was commonly used in funerary rites or ancestral worship, and it certainly wasn't something one would expect to find in a place like this. And, judging by the parchment's condition, it didn't seem like it originated here.

She bent down to pick up the parchment and inspected it before turning to the others. "Balmond, did anyone check the mountains?"

The mountains?

Balmond shook his head. "This river doesn't flow down from the mountains."

"Not now, maybe. But it might as well be a mountain

spot. "Do you see these marks? This area was clearly scoured by water. Look into the weather records was

hold back and hissed, "Yes, Master! I remember it vividly. The rain that day was torrential, and the wind was howling!

it... the river

black serpent. Despite its awakened intelligence, it was

instructed, "We'll head to

like it had been burned here but instead looked

particularly tall, its proximity to human habitation made

was unusual for outsiders to come to this

Wynter walked, the more uneasy she felt. It was

could pinpoint the source of the feeling, a man, Martin Clove, stepped out to block their path. "This is not a tourist spot. If you're here for fun, go back to

"We're not

you're here for. Outsiders aren't allowed in." Martin spoke with his chest puffed up. "This mountain may not be tall, but it's full of dry brush. You young folks don't know

his eyes and immediately saw right through him. With a smile, she said, "I don't have

glanced over his shoulder. "I'll think about