The three of them knelt neatly in a row before a grave mound along the path that was the only way into Yunyin Mountain. Looking at the inscription on the tombstone, Huahua collapsed onto the ground, weeping uncontrollably.
Yun Qingyue's eyes also turned red. Tears pooled in her eyes, trembling on the verge of falling, as she stared unblinkingly at the words carved on the stone.
Li Lianhua kept his head lowered, continuously fussing with the ritual offerings. From the corner of her eye, Yun Qingyue could only see his lips moving as he muttered something under his breath. She heard no sound, nor could she read his expression.
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