Looking at the aunt in front of him who kept accusing him, Chen Changfeng just stood there dazed.
"Now, right in front of your parents' graves, you tell me, what are you going to do about your uncle's death?" The woman glared fiercely at Chen Changfeng: "If it weren't for you, how would a woman like me end up like this?
How would I lose my husband?
How would my child lose his father?
We were a happy family.
And now, it's all because of you, because of your accident that your uncle died, leaving us as orphans and a widow.
Chen Changfeng, can you face your uncle, can you face us?
Even if you worked like a dog or a horse all your life, you wouldn't be able to atone for your sins."
Chen Changfeng shook his head, trying to argue: "I didn't kill Uncle."
"But he died because of you. Do you dare say he didn't die at the hands of those Demon Sect people at Cangmu Sect because he tried to save you?" The woman screamed hysterically.
