A thin, scattered snow had been falling all day. The murky sky made nightfall come early.
A grand procession of black Mercedes-Benz vehicles, led by a black Rolls-Royce and trailed by an Alphard, pulled slowly away from the cemetery. By the time they reached the city, it was already night. All the cars entered the open-air parking lot of the Qingyue Restaurant, and the guests filed inside.
The venue had been booked privately, ensuring a quiet atmosphere, and the staff bustled about.
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