In the mourning hall.
Shen Yaowei and Cang Ye followed closely behind Yao Qingyi. The three of them walked around the coffin in the middle of the mourning hall.
A faint hostility rippled in the air. Shen Yaowei stood on tiptoe and looked into the coffin. She could see General Baili lying in the coffin.
General Baili had lost the person he loved in his early years. Ever since then, he has focused all his attention on the country and its people. He had been fighting on the battlefield his entire life and was overworked.
General Baili was only a dozen years older than his father, but from his appearance, he had white hair and many chasms and marks left by time on his face. He looked more like an old man in his seventies. It could be seen how much he had been tortured when he was alive.
At the thought of this, Shen Yaowei sighed.
Cang Ye immediately felt her change. His eyes turned, and he looked at her lightly.
