Ai Lu said, and the outside world rumored that it was her grandfather who ordered the sneak attack that killed the old master, which infuriated her to the extreme.
Ye Ling didn't speak, but simply held Ai Lu's head and gave her a kiss, "Baby, don't say anything!"
Ye Ling believed in his woman and would not rage at her without reason, moreover, Dragon Gate possessed its own intelligence department, which was the most accurate in the world.
Time slowly moved to dawn, and Ye Ling, with red eyes, knelt in the mourning hall. He had clothed the old master in sackcloth and assumed the duty of mourning, which was his obligation!
Today was the old master's funeral, yet Ye Ling could not continue to kneel like this, after all, many distinguished guests were still to come, and both out of sentiment and reason, Ye Ling had to greet them.
Knowing his priorities, Ye Ling stood up, while Ye Fei and Mo Xing knelt in the mourning hall, keeping vigil for the old master.
