Not only would Su Dongkun lose face, but even Su Yan would be disgraced. The Su Family, who had a hundred-year-old reputation in Jin City, would be a mockery if this funeral was managed poorly. In the future, whenever someone mentioned the Su Family, they would be laughed at. Concerning legends of ghosts and gods, their ancestors would probably be so angered to the point of wanting to jump out of their graves. The Su Family had always held their reputation in high esteem.
"My grandfather's actions have already ruined the reputation of the Su Family." What kind of reputation does their family have left?
Bai Xue remained silent.
Deep down, she didn't want Su Yan to be ridiculed behind his back at tomorrow's funeral.
"I'll go," Su Yafu suddenly said.
Bai Xue was taken aback, turning to her son, "I thought you didn't want to go?"
"Son, you don't have to force yourself. It really doesn't matter if you don't go," Su Yan didn't want his son to feel forced.
