Only those who are ‘qualified’ can enter the ancestral land of the Fei family.
Clearly, Fei Yizheng is the only one in this generation who is qualified.
He walked confidently to the tombstones of Fei’s parents, smiled slightly as he looked at their photos in the center, and said, “Dad, Mom, I’m here again.”
As he spoke, he carefully wiped the tombstone clean and then placed the chrysanthemums and other items he had brought on it.
Do people have souls after death?
Fei Yizheng never believed in such things, nor did he expect his parents to actually hear him.
The reason he came every year without fail was simply a matter of remembrance.
“This year, I met someone.”
Fei Yizheng didn’t mind the hard stone and casually sat down, leaning against the tombstone, but his eyes unconsciously swept over the surrounding graves.
This is the so-called history of the Fei family. For the Fei family, being buried here after death is the highest honor.
“If you meet her, you’ll definitely like her too.”
Even at this moment, Fei Yizheng didn’t ramble on. He seemed to say whatever came to mind, without caring about logic or order.
Soon, it was noon.
The weather in the capital in June was already quite hot, but because there were many trees, Fei Yizheng’s location in the shade made it less unbearable.
However, he didn’t intend to stay any longer.
“Dad, Mom.”
After calling out one last time, Fei Yizheng silently added in his heart, “I will win.”
As if in response to Fei Yizheng’s words, seven or eight figures suddenly appeared around him.
Some jumped down from the trees, and some emerged from behind them; it was unclear how long they had been waiting or when they appeared.
Only one of these people wasn’t wearing a mask, while the others were all completely covered, clearly not wanting to reveal their identities.
As for the one who wasn’t wearing a mask…
“Fei Luyao, long time no see.”
Fei Yizheng seemed oblivious to the tense atmosphere and greeted the man calmly.
“Hahaha, what? You won’t even call me ‘Uncle’ anymore?”
This man, with a full head of white hair and looking nearly seventy, should have been old enough for Fei Yizheng to call him ‘Grandpa’.
“So what brings you here?”
Fei Yizheng looked at the masked man carrying a camera, seemingly realizing something: “Live streaming?”
“As expected of you, you guessed it right away!”
Fei Luyao didn’t waste any words. He stared at Fei Yizheng with a ferocious expression, at this demon who had destroyed the Fei family’s centuries-old foundation and was now trying to exterminate the Fei family.
“Fei Yizheng! None of us intends to leave here alive today. I’m going to send you all to hell with me!”
In the quiet cemetery, Fei Luyao’s words were clearly transmitted through the equipment to everyone who had accidentally clicked on the live stream and stayed after seeing Fei Yizheng’s face.
Fei Luyao and the others had put in a lot of effort to make this ‘funeral’ even more grand, even emptying their already meager savings.
They have only one goal.
No one can take anything from the Fei family!
Since you insist on taking it, let’s just part ways and let the Fei family be remembered in history forever, hahaha!
[Help! What’s going on? Isn’t that Fei Yizheng?]
[Holy crap, I’ve called the police!]
[Internal strife within the Fei family? My god, is this old man trying to kill someone?]
Everything started with the Fei family, and in the end…
It should finally end with the Fei family.
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Sam Williams On TYMIMA Chapter 152