Old Master Li led everyone outside. When they saw Qiao An, their hearts sank.
"Qiao An." Old Master Li was puzzled. "Your mother has already left. You should let her be buried in peace. If you have any grievances, tell me. I'll uphold justice for you."
"Li Zecheng killed my mother. I want his life in exchange. Grandpa, can you uphold justice?" Qiao An said coldly.
Old Master Li said awkwardly, "Qiao An, I've already heard about Zecheng and your mother. Zecheng is indeed responsible for this matter, but it's not to the extent of exchanging a life for a life."
When Father Qiao saw the culprit behind Mother Qiao's death, Li Zecheng, he was furious. He picked up the weapon beside him and slashed at Li Zecheng.
Li Xiaoran stopped Father Qiao.
"Uncle, today is Auntie's funeral. Let her rest in peace and have a good journey. You can vent your unhappiness on my nephew after sending Auntie off, okay?"
