The two crouched in the corner, silently burning clothes and joss paper.
Old Mr. Rayson watched for a while, growing more and more upset with a rapid breath.
He took Penn's hand, "My dear grandson, you should burn some joss paper too."
It was Penn's brother and his grandson, after all.
Old Mr. Rayson opened the window to let in some air, and the two of them went forward and crouched down to burn joss paper as well.
After the clothes and joss paper were burned, the resentment in the hovering child's body dissipated a lot, and his aura was clean and pure.
He didn't know how to express his feelings, but he knew these people were important to him, they were family. He floated forward and lovingly rubbed against them.
A towering gate appeared in the air, and an Officer from Hades, dressed in modern clothes, stepped out.
He glanced at the Raysons with a hint of satisfaction, and then said to Linn, "Let's go."
