"Wuwu, Aunt Siqi, will Mom and Dad really always stay with Xiao Ran? Then, can Xiao Ran see them?" Ling Xiaoran was flustered.
The beautiful fairy tale that Lin Siqi had previously described had already begun to waver in Ling Xiaoran's heart.
Lin Siqi's delicate body trembled violently. Forcing back the grief in her heart, she comforted Ling Xiaoran, "Yes, as long as Xiao Ran closes her eyes and thinks of Mom and Dad with her heart, she will definitely be able to see them!"
After speaking, Lin Siqi stroked Ling Xiaoran's little head, letting her lean on her shoulder.
Ling Xiaoran nodded heavily and closed her big eyes.
Two crystal-clear tears slid down her long eyelashes.
And at this moment, the two coffins had already been buried!
Old Mr. Bai personally picked up a handful of soil and sprinkled it onto the coffins, solemnly exclaiming, "Rest in peace!"
"Salute!"
Sun Zhange shouted.
Tramp, tramp, tramp!
All the soldiers turned towards the grave pit.
Remove hats!
Bow!
Mourn!
After a long while, Yang Fei walked up and said to Ling Feng, "Heavenly Venerable, let Brother Ling Yan rest in peace."
Ling Feng nodded, then used his own hands to shovel the soil into the grave pit, handful by handful.
Yang Fei and the others also came forward to help, burying the Ling Yan couple together.
Unknowingly, two lines of clear tears slid from the corners of Ling Feng's eyes.
Memories of relying on his elder brother in his childhood flashed before his eyes, making Ling Feng's heart even more resolute!
"Big Brother! I will definitely find your body and let you truly rest in peace! Also, I will never let the true mastermind behind the scenes go, no matter who they are, no matter where they are, from heaven above to hell below, I will drag them out and make them pay the price."
With the last handful of soil patted down, Yang Fei immediately called for people to come and repair the tomb.
Old Mr. Bai and Aunt Bai couldn't stop crying. Watching Ling Feng sprinkle the soil handful by handful, their hearts were broken.
"Xiao Feng, alas, get up quickly." Old Mr. Bai bent down and helped Ling Feng up. "Little Yan is gone, but Xiao Ran is still here. You must be strong. Xiao Ran cannot be without you."
Ling Feng looked at Ling Xiaoran, who had already cried herself into a tearful mess, and nodded silently, "Old Mr. Bai, don't worry, I'll be fine."
Then, he suddenly turned around and looked at the people from Wuhu Group. The grief emanating from him transformed into a fierce, sharp aura.
This gaze once again made the people from Wuhu Group uneasy.
Everyone lowered their heads, praying inwardly.
Ling Feng walked towards Lei Zhengtang and the others step by step.
Sun Zhange and the others were intimidated by the aura emanating from Ling Feng, and didn't even dare to follow.
Lei Zhengtang watched Ling Feng approach him step by step, his heart pounding. He thought to himself, "Does he really intend to eliminate them all?"
Ling Feng looked down at Lei Zhengtang from above, his gaze slowly sweeping over everyone present. "I know that you all obey outwardly but not inwardly!"
"I'll give you one chance. Within a month, everyone present can use all your connections and any means to retaliate against me, as long as you can withstand my wrath."
"After a month, I will completely obliterate all your proudest dependencies!"
After speaking, Ling Feng no longer paid attention to the crowd and turned to leave.
"One month's time?"
Lei Zhengtang, who had been in despair, suddenly had his eyes flash with sharp light!
Then he slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with coldness as he stared at Ling Feng's retreating back, thinking, "Kid, you are too arrogant! Today, all your trump cards have been revealed. Do you think my Wuhu Group cannot deal with you? I will definitely wash away the humiliation my Wuhu Group suffered today with your blood!"
Seeing that Ling Feng had no intention of making things difficult for them, everyone else felt as if they had been granted a great pardon, as if they had just returned from the gates of hell.
At this moment, their bodies were soaked in cold sweat, and their legs were trembling, but they did not dare to get up rashly.
It was not until Ling Feng and the others had completely left that they shakily got up from the ground.
But because they had knelt for too long, it was not easy to stand up. The people at the scene let out another round of wailing.
Although the Jiang family matriarch was not dead, she had lost half her life.
At this moment, her eyes were cloudy and vacant. She stared blankly at Jiang Ying's photo on the tombstone and murmured, "Jiang Ying, is this the family you found? Heh, you've caused me so much suffering!"
"Was I wrong? Was I wrong?"
She kept asking herself, her heart filled with entanglement, her mind in chaos.
As she thought, she suddenly started to giggle foolishly, like a lunatic, "Heh, I was not wrong, I was not wrong. My Jiang family is a prestigious clan, with noble status. How can a daughter of the Jiang family marry a lowly commoner? I was not wrong, I was not wrong, heh heh..."
Seeing this, everyone shook their heads and sighed.
This old woman had probably gone mad!
But at this moment, no one pitied her. They were all in such a sorry state themselves, who had the leisure to pity an old woman?
The various forces scattered like birds and beasts, and the funeral came to an end.
As Jun Song Ridge returned to peace, dark clouds slowly gathered in the sky again, and drops of rain began to fall, slowly washing away the bloodstains on the ground.
However, at the same time, in another secluded courtyard, the sky remained clear and cloudless.
Dong dong.
The bamboo tube continued to tap against the rocks, the water flowing smoothly, and the fish playing freely.
It was still the stone bench and chessboard, still the handsome man, still playing chess against himself.
Black and white pieces were placed alternately, and a shadow of gloom appeared between his brows.
"Young Master!"
A figure descended from the sky and landed behind the handsome man. His black robe covered his face, making his features indistinguishable. He knelt respectfully on the ground.
"How is it?"
The handsome man asked indifferently.
"The Wuhu Group, the Cheng family in the capital, and the various forces in Han River were all defeated by Ling Feng. General Sun Zhange, one of the Seven Star Generals of the Jiangbei War Zone, was present, which deterred the entire scene, and no one dared to make a move!"
The black-robed person's voice was devoid of any emotion, reporting everything numbly.
Upon hearing this, the handsome man's hand, holding a black piece, shattered without warning. Then, it turned into dust in his palm and scattered with the wind.
"It seems I underestimated this Ling Feng!"
"Hmph, the Wuhu Group and Lei Zhengtang are truly useless!"
After a slight pause, the handsome man's voice suddenly became a bit colder, "How was Ling Yan's body handled? Were there any mistakes?"
The black-robed person responded numbly, "It has been sent to the designated location, foolproof!"
As his voice fell, the black-robed person slightly raised his head, as if trying to see the expression on his young master's face.
But the handsome man's face remained expressionless. He merely nodded slightly and picked up another black piece.
The black-robed person proactively inquired, "Young Master, should we dispatch a few experts to directly kill this Ling Feng?"