"Ji Yuanjie, what are you saying? If you keep spouting nonsense, don't blame me for being rude!" Xie Yibin glared angrily, his refined and handsome face carrying a trace of anger, "It's been so many years, do you have to come and make a scene at Zi'an's grave every year?"
"Heh heh..." Ji Yuanjie sneered coldly, but he didn't say anything further.
He couldn't match Xie Yibin's background, a wise man knows how to adapt to circumstances, so he had to endure it. However, all these years he still couldn't believe that Shen Zian died on the battlefield. How could a person like her die so easily?
"Enough! Let's all say less, alright?!"
"Su Hai is still here! Can you stop fighting? Do you want to be the laughingstock of others?"
Everyone present was from Shen Zian's direct line of troops back in the day, and they all knew that Su Hai and the captain didn't get along. If the captain knew that after her death, Su Hai had done better than her, she'd probably be infuriated.
