Li Fuhong and Li Tongyu received the bad news at the funeral of the two elders.
It's often said that when you're poor, no one asks in the busy market; when you're rich, distant relatives appear in the remote mountains.
There were quite a few "relatives" at the funeral, a dense crowd.
Many people were weeping in front of the spirit altar, as if they had lost their own parents.
Li Fuhong watched the scene with a cold sneer, knowing that most of these people hadn't been seen in recent years.
This world is like this, there's no such thing as emotion, it's all about interest.
But this wasn't the most ironic part of the funeral, compared to the absurdity that followed, it wasn't even an appetizer.
Li Fuhong and Li Tongyu were waiting.
Waiting for Lawyer Su to speak.
Lawyer Su sneered inside, feeling the animosity and scheming of the two.
It's a pity, it was destined to be a futile effort.
Finally, as the funeral drew to a close, Lawyer Su announced the will of the two elders.
