The middle-aged woman holding an incense stick watched the scene with no emotional fluctuation on her face.
Although she didn't make a wish, she remained standing there, motionless.
Seeing this scene, even some neutral viewers in the live stream became angry.
"Seriously, is this woman's heart made of stone, can't it be warmed?"
"That's her father, couldn't she at least go and support him?"
"I swear, this is just the cruel heart of a woman, ignoring even her own father. How can we expect her to contribute to the country and society?"
"Even the god of ancestors shouldn't hesitate, just strike her down with lightning."
Wang Sheng smiled awkwardly at Ning An, then stepped forward to support the old man.
The old man's eyes were filled with tears as he kept calling out his daughter's name, slurring his words: "Jiu'Er, Jiu'Er..."
However.
Even so, the middle-aged woman continued calmly offering incense and wishing, before slowly turning around.
