Chapter 72: The Strange Token

"Mother, rest assured, I will find the murderer who killed you and bring him to you to apologize in person," said Xiao Yifeng, his voice firm and resonating with boundless intent to kill, his fists creaking as he clenched them.

"And that family, the shame they brought upon us, mother and child, I will reclaim it all, one by one. I will return to that household with your spirit tablet, upright and bold, and make that woman kneel before it to seek your forgiveness, to pay the price she ought!"

Every word Xiao Yifeng spoke was immensely heavy and resolute, with a thick air of promise.

In an exquisitely serene pavilion in Yanjing, a lady dressed in splendor and dignified elegance was seated. Suddenly, the teacup in her hand fell to the ground, shattering with a crisp crack.

"My lady, what's the matter?"

Behind the lady stood a woman in her thirties, her face registering shock as she quickly spoke up.