Malaysia.
Manor.
At this moment.
It was shrouded in a sorrowful atmosphere, but how much of it was genuine, no one could tell. In the face of sudden changes, many were concerned about the new family interests dynamics.
More people.
More scheming.
In these years.
The old man had not always been impartial, and beneath the seemingly amicable atmosphere, there was no shortage of resentment. The struggle between the direct line and the collateral lineage saw as many wishing for the old man's death as those who didn't.
Moreover,
the dead cannot come back to life.
Given the time,
it would be better to think about realistic issues. Things happened too suddenly, and the succession details hadn't been explained in time. The disputes left behind might erupt after the funeral.
At this moment.
Inside one of the buildings.
"Trash."
"Useless garbage."
"Look."
