Feeling that I was unreasonable, he stamped his feet angrily, turned around and ignored me.

I cupped my fist at Mr. Zhao and said, "I am borrowing flowers to offer to the Buddha. I am here to thank you Mr. Zhao on behalf of the migrant worker mother and his daughter!"

Mr. Zhao also clasped his fists and said, "Master, you're welcome. I'll have to trouble you in the future. One finger won't matter!"

I was just about to continue collecting ashes,

Suddenly I felt a cold breath rising in front of me.

Shen Xiaocen immediately pulled me back.

A terrifying scene appeared,

The ashes of Young Master Zhao slowly sat up,

This is even scarier than the skeletons of migrant workers.

The humanoid ashes gradually solidified and gathered into an urn rack.

Before people could react, they rushed towards San Baiyan,

Shen Xiaocen only wanted to protect me and didn't want to meddle in my own business.

Wang Mingzhu and Mr. Zhao looked at each other but did not make any move.

She can't break up Young Master Zhao's soul.
Chapter completed!