"Uncle, it's all my fault. If I had helped father with more of the City Lord's Mansion affairs, if I had spent more time at the City Lord's Mansion daily, Master Ling and father wouldn't have..." Feng Xiaoyao sobbed softly.
"Sigh... Don't be sad, rest assured! With uncle here, I won't let anything happen to your brother-in-law or you!" Fang Shile sighed lightly and said.
Mo Jiuli saw Feng Xiaoyao crying and was somewhat helpless, as the saying goes, every family has its own difficult story... it truly is so...
Thinking it over, Mo Jiuli looked at Feng Xiaoyao and said, "His corpse, you should deal with it first, otherwise it'll always be discovered by others!"
"Jiuli, could you help us cremate Master Ling's corpse?" Feng Xiaoyao said sorrowfully, looking at Master Ling's body.
