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... pped in under the cover of darkness.

Song Yuhang held a shovel in her hand, turning over the soil with each dig, revealing the reinforced concrete inner coffin below.

She was gasping for air, staring at the photo on the tombstone and began to space out.

Jingzhe spoke up, “Or… perhaps we should just let it be, after all.”

After all, it’s a disrespectful act; the dead should be revered.

Song Yuhang clenched her teeth, her eyes red as she snatched a bottle from his han ...

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