Leonard was confused, but before he could ask any more questions, Leonhart's voice rang in his ears again. "Kneel down!"
Hearing that voice, Leonard didn't hesitate any longer, and did as he was commanded.
He immediately knelt in front of the tombstone, pursed his lips to look at the inscription.
The writing read, "Here lies Clarissa Yanita."
He had never heard of Clarissa Yanita's name, and there was no picture on the tombstone either.
Leonard looked at his father in disbelief, many questions swirling in his mind.
This time, Leonhart took out a handkerchief from his pocket, walked forward to wipe the tombstone carefully and seriously, then said in a hoarse voice, "Clarissa, your son is here!"
Your son?!
Leonard's expression was shocked, his face stared stiffly at the tombstone, and his eyes slightly confused. "Father? What do you mean?"
Leonhart didn't look at him, and continued to rub the tombstone with his hand.
