Yang Chen felt a bit nervous.
Ever since he learned about Zhuo Jingyu's father's identity, Yang Chen had imagined countless scenarios of meeting him, but he never expected it to happen at this funeral, in the mourning hall.
Perhaps, this was an arrangement from Zhuo Jingyu in the heavens above.
It seemed like Zhuo Jingyu was telling Yang Chen that he should have attended his funeral back then.
However, at that time, Yang Chen only hid in the confinement room, repenting and blaming himself in the darkness...
He forgot that there was still an old man who had to personally send off his son, enduring suffering a hundred times more than what Yang Chen experienced.
Yang Chen, who feared neither heaven nor earth, surprisingly felt a bit timid at this moment, not knowing what to say when he met Elder Zhuo.
Taking several deep breaths, Yang Chen adjusted his state and said to Xiaowang, "Take me to see Elder Zhuo!"