Fortunately, the heavens had cast a curtain on him, and it did not seem like anything unexpected had happened.
The next day, the funeral.
The main roads of Phoenix City were so congested that not even a drop of water could trickle through. The Grand funeral procession drove out without end in sight, and the traffic in the entire city was basically in a state of " paralysis.
Kaymi and the reporters from all over the world were squeezed at the entrance of the cemetery's parking lot, wanting to interview old master Yin's funeral. However, hundreds of bodyguards in black suits and white gloves cleared the way, blocking all the reporters and onlookers outside the parking lot.
The sound of gongs, drums, firecrackers, and sad music resounded through the air.
