Ding Yi's father was called Ding Xiu, and it was written on his battle achievements that he died on the battlefield until he was exhausted!
Other than that, there wasn't any additional introduction. However, for it to be placed here and enjoy the fate of Grand Xia, it was obvious that it wasn't as simple as it seemed.
He stopped in front of the memorial tablet and placed the tribute on it. He knelt on the futon and kowtowed four times solemnly.
Zhang Ronghua was the same!
Such a person was worthy of respect!
Ding Yi stood up from the futon and did not disturb him. He was very sad right now, like a helpless child. He did not have a single family member by his side, leaving only his grandfather. It had been many years since he last saw him. His eyes were red and he was crying softly. It was heartbreaking to see him.
He swept his gaze across the area.
