The funeral organized by Celan was not a small one. The portrait of Golden Dragon was placed in the center, and there were many people walking around the venue. There were people checking the entrance and bodyguards patrolling the scene.
Ning Dai and Mo Chen had put in a lot of effort to sneak in. Fortunately, Ning Dai's disguising skills were superb and natural, and the two of them had top-notch mental fortitude and adaptability.
As the guest seats were filled, the funeral began.
The host pulled at his throat, looking sorrowful as he guided the lovers and illegitimate children to pay their respects. Celan sat expressionlessly on the main seat and gave off an arrogant aura, her sharp gaze sweeping across the entire venue.
Just as Mo Chen had guessed, Celan had intended to make Golden Dragon suffer, but she did not want to go to the extreme. Unfortunately, someone intervened midway. Golden Dragon had been intercepted and killed within the national gate.
