This world.
The only absolute fairness is time.
It is fair to everyone. Whether rich and powerful, dominating for a lifetime, they cannot resist the ravages of time, ultimately becoming a handful of dust like the impoverished and ordinary people.
Perhaps the names of those powerful figures will be remembered, and their families can be passed down for a thousand years, constantly receiving offerings, but with the passage of time, there will always come a day when they are completely obliterated from the long river of history, and no one will remember them.
Just like this cemetery.
Even those from the Yu Family, born into privilege and want for nothing, end up as nothing more than dry bones after death.
"Unaffected by external matters..."
Chen Mu murmured softly, a hint of realization suddenly surfacing in his heart.
