Then he walked outside.
The goateed man seemed to realize the gravity of the situation, his legs flailing in the air as he desperately struggled and begged Ou Haquan for mercy:
"Uncle Ou, my father Lin Si has had tea with you a few times!"
"Just now I spoke without a filter, I will punish myself! Please spare me!"
Amid the goateed man's shouts, two men carried him into the funeral procession.
The goateed man's figure was soon engulfed by other Ou Family servants dressed in white.
Quickly, the goateed man's voice vanished.
The people in the eatery were mildly startled by this scene, immediately lowering their heads, not daring to look at the Ou family's funeral procession.
The Ou family's procession moved slowly down the long street.
Along the way, there were vendors and shops ahead of them selling festive items like peace knots, red lanterns, clay figures, and rattle drums.
