At Imperial Qianshan Cemetry.
The evening drizzle made one feel a little cold when coming in contact with the rain.
A black Hummer stopped quietly.
The driver swiftly got out and opened the door of the passenger seat, using a wide, black umbrella at the same time to shelter the passenger from the rain.
A man in a black suit stepped out of the car.
The man's silver hair was swaying in the gentle breeze and he held a bouquet of white roses as he looked at the cemetery.
The other passenger door also opened and a middle-aged man in a black Tangzhuang suit came out.
Qiao Yi ordered everyone to stay back. Neither did he bring anyone, nor did he use an umbrella as he went into the cemetery with Yun Shen.
Under the rain, they walked silently up to a gravestone.
Qiao Yi's expression turned cold when he saw the gravestone. His hands balled into fists.
Yun Shen remained quiet as he lay the white roses in front of the gravestone.
