"..."
"If you haven't done it, there's no need to feel guilty. If you have, then prepare to line up at King Yama's place!"
"Jian Yufei, Ruan Tianling, you've gone too far..."
When has the Nangong Family ever been openly challenged like this?
These people can't swallow their anger, yet they dare not make a move, so they can only vent with words.
Jian Yufei ignores everyone's presence, fixating on her mother's photograph.
In the picture, her face is calm and sweet, her eyes seemingly gazing at her gently.
"Mom, I won't let your death be in vain."
Jian Yufei murmurs softly and then turns around: "Let's go."
Ruan Tianling holds her hand, leading her to leave swiftly.
They pay no attention to anyone there—
Outside the hall, Jian Yufei says, "I want to visit my grandfather."
If she doesn't visit today, she won't have another chance to come here again.
Ruan Tianling nods: "Of course."
