Fourth Master Yates coldly looked at the sight, then calmly said, “Continue the funeral, send my son away!”

“First bow!”

“Second bow!”

“Third bow!”

“Greet the family!”

***

Countless people were handing over bouquets in an orderly fashion at this moment. A sight like this was utterly shocking.

Burials of kings in the past might not even have the right to do so.

“Fourth Master, should we commence with the burial?” Leyton Luv asked quietly.

“There’s no need to rush. I want every single hig