Fake Zongzheng Tu looked at the driver, his eyes cold as ice: "Tie him up."
"Yes."
Zongzheng Huai was of a certain age, naturally, he couldn't resist.
He moved his angry gaze from the man's face to the tombstone without any inscription, filled with regret.
He didn't expect his youngest son to take his words so literally.
He simply wanted his son to succeed, to become outstanding sooner, so as to adequately support his older brother, and keep the Zongzheng family's glory everlasting.
Unexpectedly, he was so vulnerable!
The old man thought he would be put in the car, but the driver led him to Li Yuzhi's tombstone, pressed a switch, and the tombstone disappeared, revealing a small, pitch-black path.
Zongzheng Huai was silent.
No wonder Li Yuzhi's grave was built in such a desolate place, rather than seeking a more auspicious location for a proper burial.
Turns out, this man merely used the tomb to deceive others' eyes, hiding a secret basement inside!
