Qiao Lian widened her eyes in shock and stared in disbelief at the scene before her.
It was a vast plot of uncultivated land and in the distance, she saw rows of tombstones.
This… was a cemetery.
She wanted to see Zi Chuan, but the captain had brought her to the cemetery.
A horrible feeling suddenly came to her and rapidly, it spread to every cell of her body.
She turned back to look at the captain, there was unmistakable fear written all over her face.
The captain then nodded. "Your eyes are not playing tricks. Zi Chuan is dead."
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Qiao Lian stood before the white tombstone, staring wordlessly at it.
There was a picture on the tombstone.
But time had left its mark on the picture, it had lost its definition. In fact, it was blurry.
Still, it could be made out that the person had had attractive features.
Although he was not as exquisite looking as Shen Liangchuan, he was nevertheless a handsome man.
