Ye Haochuan was in a terrible mood at that moment. Although he had mentally prepared himself, seeing Zhong Lingxiu putting a burial garment on Lin Qingxuan still made him feel broken.
"Get out, all of you, get out!" Ye Haochuan demanded coldly.
"Ye Haochuan, what do you intend to do? Qingxuan is already dead, and you still want to disrespect her?" Zhong Lingxiu, her eyes swollen from crying, spoke excitedly.
"Disrespect? Hmph!" Ye Haochuan was thoroughly enraged, grabbing Zhong Lingxiu by the collar and yelling angrily, "Do you know who caused all this to happen to Qingxuan? It's you!"
"If it weren't for you insisting on sending her abroad, how could she have encountered people from the Dark Church? How could she have become a sacrifice to that damn Chief God? How could all this disaster have happened today?"
"No, it's not me, it's not me..." Zhong Lingxiu desperately covered her ears, muttering incessantly, looking somewhat deranged.
