Chapter 649

The driver instinctively edged closer to where Ye Zhixing was sitting. Everything had been normal a moment ago; why had a sudden gale blown up now? It was far too unsettling. Ye Zhixing, however, remained composed, casting a cold, sweeping glance around. Having witnessed all sorts of tumultuous events alongside his wife, Shang Jingchen had reached a state of unflappable calm. Nan Lin, like the driver, felt a sense of unease, but upon seeing Ye Zhixing’s steady, tranquil demeanor, his heart settled slightly. He walked to the front of the mortuary with incense and candles, removing his mask. He hadn't even spoken yet, but his eyes were already reddening. Ye Zhixing, Shang Jingchen, and the driver stood to the side, waiting for Nan Lin to finish so they could offer their own incense. The lamps and candles inside the hall were lit, and the light was not dim. Even with the powerful gust of wind that had just blown through, the candles remained unextinguished.