Chen Shaojie and Chen Shaohua nodded without saying anything, then stepped over the threshold and walked in.

Chen Xiaolong and Chen Pingan followed behind them without saying a word.

The courtyard was quiet. Apart from a few elderly people cleaning, the only sound was the Peking Opera coming from the east wing.

Butler Zhao walked across the yard in silence, entered another yard through an archway, and then walked through that yard to a very small yard at the back.

The four of them followed him into the yard holding the urn, and Butler Zhao took out the key and opened the door.

The memorial tablets for four people have been placed inside.

There are incense, candles, and fruit offerings.

It turned out that after learning of their deaths, Butler Zhao set up a mourning hall in this last small courtyard.

"Put it up."

Butler Zhao said in a low voice.

Soon, the four urns were ready.

Chen Shaojie took out three incense sticks from the side and lit them with the candlelight, then Chen Shaohua, Chen Xiaolong and Chen Pingan also lit incense.

Facing the spirit tablet, Chen Shaojie said nothing. He took the lead in placing the incense on his forehead, bowed three times, and then stepped forward to insert the incense into the incense burner in front of the spirit tablet of Tangxi City.

Do this four times.

After all the incense was lit, Chen Shaohua turned around and said, "Ping An, come here."

Chen Pingan said nothing, walked forward, knelt on his knees, and kowtowed three times to the four people.

Butler Zhao watched him kowtow and sighed, "Get up, that's enough!"

Without waiting for Chen Shaojie to say anything, Chen Xiaolong stepped forward and knelt down "normally," "Uncle Tang, may your spirit in heaven bless me so that I can avenge you personally!"

After saying this, he kowtowed three times and stood up.

To be honest, Chen Pingan was quite calm.

The sad times are over.

No matter what, his mental age is much older than Chen Xiaolong's.

"Grandpa Zhao, I'm sorry." Chen Pingan turned around and bowed to Butler Zhao.

“This incident was all caused by me.

If my father hadn't touched Qin Bailian and Fang Hongjun two years ago, Uncle Tang and the others wouldn't have died.

If you are unhappy, I am willing to bear all the consequences."

Zhao Jiaxing's eyes focused, and all his aura suddenly burst out.

It has to be said that there seemed to be an invisible pressure in the air, making Chen Pingan feel a little difficult to breathe, as if someone was pinching his throat.

This feeling disappeared in a flash.

Butler Zhao sighed, "Forget it. It's their fate."

"Uncle Zhao, can you give me some advice on how the Tang family should be compensated? And to these three as well." Chen Shaojie asked softly.

Butler Zhao said calmly: "Xicheng itself belongs to the Chen family, there is no such thing as compensation.

The roast chicken and the knife are not needed either, they are orphans.

On Ah Qi's side, Chen Ping'an, you take out 10 million to compensate his family.

If they are willing, they can settle them in the capital."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Listen to Grandpa Zhao's arrangements, I will do it when I get back."

Butler Zhao was silent for a while before asking, "Who is the enemy?"

Just as Chen Shaojie was about to speak, Chen Pingan rushed in and said:

“The mercenaries were hired by Qin Bailian’s father, Qin Lang.

The news and evidence that Uncle Tang and his team went to Country M were provided to Qin Lang by Fang Junhong.

As to whether they also provided funds, there is no evidence yet.”

"Do you have plans for revenge?" Butler Zhao's lips trembled slightly, revealing his uneasy mood.

Yes, all of this, fundamentally, is because of Chen Pingan.

Among them is Chen Ping'an's biological father.

Now he was asking Chen Pingan instead of anyone else.

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Qin Lang, I'm offering a $100 million reward on the dark web for his life.

As for Fang Junhong, I still need some time before I send him to a mental hospital for retirement."

He spoke his mind, without saying anything nice or telling any lies.

He couldn't bring himself to kill his biological father. Not only that, he even thought about how his mother, Zhao Wei, and his four sisters would handle the situation.

But as long as they don't disturb each other, he doesn't want to bother with the other party.

Only Fang Junhong.

There has to be a result.

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