Zhuo Hongwu had resigned himself to his fate. He knelt on the ground, his face a mask of defeat. Zhao Borong stood to the side, observing the scene with a cold detachment. He followed Su Yan because he had roughly guessed Su Yan’s true identity. To be in the shadow of such a man was a benefit to him; it would prove extremely advantageous for his own growth in the future.
Su Yan said nothing at first. He took a shovel from the driver. The area in front of the grave had been neglected for so long that weeds had grown wild. The last time he had cleared them was just after he was released from prison, when he had found a brief moment to visit. But back then, burdened by secrets, he hadn't had the courage to stay long.
Now, things were different. He had found the true killers of his parents. Only now did he feel he had the right to face them and speak.
Chapter 267