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But they remain silent, someone doesn't want to show silence.

"Son, my son..."

In a certain room of the funeral parlor, the sound of wailing could be heard. Everyone from the Yan Family could be seen standing in front of Yan Tong's corpse, and they were all furious.

Yan Zhaoloong looked at his son's corpse. His face was gloomy and scary, and his body was emitting a terrifying pressure