"Yes, indeed, delaying the hour would not be good for our ancestors." Jin spoke, twisting her torso to join the conversation. She held a handkerchief, pretending to wipe the corners of her eyes, but there were no tears. "We, as their descendants, have to make sure they have a good sending off."
The second family home was practical in their thinking; delaying the funeral would disadvantage their direct descendants, the Li family, potentially bringing bad luck. They didn't want to encounter any misfortune. Having always been involved in business, they believed in feng shui and such matters more than the average person.
Secondly, of course, they wanted to dampen the spirit of the future head of the family, Li Jieyong.
Faced with so many questionable relatives, Li Jieyong had no choice but to sigh constantly in his heart.
"We must wait for the Prince." Li Yanran coldly stared at Jin, not treating her as an elder at all.