The two sisters embraced each other; Weilan did not cry, but Shen Lu cried non-stop.
Weilan continued to hold her, listening to her sobbing.
Lu Hechen watched from the side until a long while later, Shen Lu finally stopped.
She wiped away her tears, slightly calmed herself, and left Weilan's embrace.
Weilan spoke, "Let's prepare for the funeral arrangements."
"Weilan, your father left some instructions." At this point, Lu Yuanhe had to speak to Weilan.
Weilan paused, then nodded. "What were his last wishes?"
"He wanted a separate burial. I've already arranged it; our old friends will have company in the cemetery at Jade Mountain. I've arranged two plots there; after I pass, I'll go there as well."
Both Weilan and Shen Lu were startled, and even Lu Hechen was taken aback.
They looked at Lu Yuanhe, and Lu Hechen held his tongue.
"Alright." Weilan nodded faintly, "Let's follow his wishes."
