A faint sound of footsteps came from behind, Yuan Yunong turned back to look, only to see another man holding an umbrella, walking step by step towards him.
His face was obscured by the umbrella, making it hard to see, but through his walking posture and chubby body, Yuan Yunong felt he resembled Hou Zicheng.
"Why are you here?" Yuan Yunong asked.
"I came to see you." Hou Zicheng stopped at a place two tombstones away from her, bent down, and placed the white chrysanthemum in his hand in front of the tombstone.
"Is this your relative?" Yuan Yunong asked.
"No." Hou Zicheng smiled and said, "I don't know them. I came here to meet you."
"How did you know I would come out?"
"Because Cang Lang asked me to contact you. Early this morning, I sent someone to the entrance of the military district, and just as the other side was wondering how to get you out, they happened to see you coming out of the compound." Hou Zicheng said.
"So it was a coincidence?"
"Yes."
