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The old master collapsed on the ground, his cane askew by his side, gazing at the gravestone, his eyes brimming with tears once again, "Adong, Grandpa has come to see you."

Huo Jinyun knelt there without making another sound. The thought of Qin Moting and Wen Ru having looked for her, and the realisation that they had actually obtained the diary, made her feel even colder, shivering uncontinarily.

Actually, she feigned ignorance simply because she couldn't accept reality and had no face to go out anymore; she wanted to make Grandpa worry about her, to deal with those people for her sake, to take Jizhou's matter to heart. But she never expected it to end up like this!

Thinking of that, she wept even more bitterly.

The old master looked at Huo Jinyun, recalling that Jinyun had wept so sorrowfully only in the year her father had died. He reached out to stroke Huo Jinyun's hair, "Did Grandpa hurt you?"