After the rest of the Liu Family had departed, the father and son, Liu Hong and Liu Chen, tended to Liu Luoyan's body and prepared for her funeral, their faces etched with sorrow.
One was her father, the other her brother. No matter what terrible mistakes Liu Luoyan had made, those two facts could not be changed.
Grief was inevitable.
"A falling leaf returns to its roots. Let her be buried with the Liu Family," the Immortal Ancestor sighed, then turned and left.
"Thank you, Ancestor, for your grace." Liu Hong and Liu Chen, their faces filled with emotion, hurriedly bowed their thanks.
After all, Liu Luoyan had been expelled from the Liu Family. By rights, she was not qualified to be buried among them.
But now that the Immortal Ancestor had spoken, everything was different.
Neither Liu Hong nor Liu Chen wanted Liu Luoyan to be alone, even in death.
"Luoyan, I regret it so much. I should never have let you marry into the Xiao Family. This is all my fault!"
