In Ling Xiao's eyes, no matter how bad his father Ling Tieshou was, he was still Elder Ling's adopted son.
Wrap him up in a mat and throw him away?
Doing this not only seems excessive but also slaps the old man's face.
What exactly is the Ling Family head planning to do?
"Go!"
The group completely ignored Ling Xiao's warning, and when they couldn't reason with him, they simply decided to leave.
Ling Xiao didn't intend to waste words, and directly took action.
He knocked down the four servants carrying the mat with one punch each.
Then he shouldered the mat and headed to Yuhua Town's only coffin shop, buying a high-quality coffin.
If he couldn't protect this father, then let him be buried decently.
Fortunately, over the past few months, he had refined some simple pills to sell for money, and buying a coffin was not a problem.
After buying the coffin, Ling Xiao also got a horse-drawn carriage, and then he himself drove it towards the Ling Family Cemetery.
