Seeing such a scene, Chu Lian's heart sank again and again. Holding Xiangxiang's hand, he finally arrived in the hall with heavy steps.
Seeing the spiritual tablet placed in the upper position of the hall, with the three bold characters 'Chu Lingling' written on it, his heart thudded, and a wave of sorrow surged in his chest, making his eyes suddenly blur. He unconsciously tightened his grip on Xiangxiang's hand.
In the hall, there was only the spiritual tablet and no coffin; in the center of the floor, only a brazier for burning paper was placed.
On both sides of the brazier knelt two people, dressed in plain white clothes. These two people were none other than Madame Chu and Chu Huan.
Both of them were crying uncontrollably, burning paper into the brazier as they wept.
Under such circumstances, Wang Xiangxiang was utterly bewildered. The name Chu Lingling on the tablet was unfamiliar to her; she simply did not know who Chu Lingling was.
