Xuanyuan Che's tears surged once again as he cried, "Good brother! Since you're willing to do so much for me, I have one more request to make."
Qing Feng patted his chest and said, "Tell me, as long as it's something I can do, I will agree!"
"My sister died tragically and became a wandering soul with no one to care for her. If you would marry her and erect a tombstone for her, perhaps her journey in the afterlife would be easier."
As he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Che looked at Qing Feng with a pleading expression.
Qing Feng: "..."
What had he just said? Could he take it back?
Seeing Qing Feng's hesitation and reluctance, Xuanyuan Che quickly added: