"Ajiu, Master's ceremonial grave has been destroyed, destroyed," Gu Xinuo's voice carried a sob.
After their Master passed away that year, his body was cremated, and as per his request, his ashes were sprinkled in the Pear Blossom Forest; hence, the four of them erected a ceremonial grave for him. They never expected it would be destroyed one day.
Ye Jiuliang's hand, placed on the broken stones, stiffened, her eyebrows and eyes drooping slightly, revealing a trace of coldness.
The silent atmosphere stretched on endlessly.
It was only when her legs became numb that Ye Jiuliang withdrew her hand, her figure slightly moved.
She slowly stood up, her reddened eyes showing a fierce determination.
Her red lips parted, and her voice was unexpectedly calm, "Achen, you and Anuo go back to headquarters first."
Clearly, this was a deliberate scheme; someone had to remain at headquarters to prevent the person behind all this from finding an opportunity.
"Leave this side to Aqian and me."