They didn't talk much about tomorrow's funeral.
Shen Feng, Xu Huifang, and the others had a cheerful dinner before watching TV together in the living room for a while.
It was only afterwards that Xu Huifang took Shen Feng to the bedroom prepared for him.
When they first bought this villa, Xu Huifang and the others had set up a room for Shen Feng, which by now was fully furnished.
Shen Feng felt no attachment to the so-called Capital City Xu Family; if it weren't for the consideration of Xu Huifang and others, he wouldn't waste his time on such family affairs.
To put it more bluntly, what did the death of the old man of the Xu Family have to do with him?
It wasn't that Shen Feng was heartless, but rather that the previous actions of the Xu Family had been truly cold-blooded.
After Xu Huifang left the room, Shen Feng casually sat down in a chair.
The Emperor King Jue within his body slowly circulated, and he couldn't help but introspect his Dantian.
