The sun was overhead when they finally reached the top of the hill. Damian frowned. Because of the dangers of wild animals, this hill and several surrounding hills were rarely visited by many people. So how could there be a hut on top?
"Is this building owned by Anderson?" Leona asked after being stunned for a while.
Damian was silent, but he finally nodded. "No one can explain it unless we go in. But most likely, yes, this hut belongs to my family."
The man then swung his legs into the bamboo-walled hut. He looked around, this building was very small, only about five by five meters. There was nothing inside except a mound of earth and a notebook.
Damian crouched down, his hand outstretched to examine the notebook.
"Is this someone's grave?" Lynne asked hesitantly. He looked arou
