It startled him to know how much resentment had accumulated.
After a moment of silence, the old man replied indifferently, "I've already told you the rules passed down by our ancestors."
"If that's the case, why did you have two children? Wouldn't it have been enough to just have Zongzheng Jie?"
"Your older brother needed the support of his own sibling."
"So, I was born simply to serve as a loyal servant for Zongzheng Jie?"
What a joke.
The imposter Zongzheng Tu smirked, pushing aside the grass to reveal a grave on his right.
Yet, there was no name on the tombstone. The middle-aged man stared coldly at the old man, "Do you know who's buried here?"
If it was a person with no relationship to him, he wouldn't have brought it up specifically.
Zongzheng Huai stared at the tombstone, unable to figure out who could be buried there.
"Zongzheng Tu, what are you trying to do?"
