The shout was practically a sonic weapon, leaving everyone's ears ringing.
Leng Yuan's fishing rod moved. Just as everyone turned toward the source of the sound, he pulled up a large fish and placed it in the bucket at his side.
Sun Yecheng, on the other hand, was not so fortunate.
He had steeled himself and tossed in a large handful of bait, waiting for the fish to swarm. But just as they had finally started to swim over, his mother's shriek scared them all away.
The bait was gone, and he hadn't caught a single fish. Sun Yecheng's expression soured.
Sun Yeshu frowned as well.
She turned around to see her mother sprawled by the riverbank, sobbing as if she might pass out at any moment.
All the while, she was muttering to herself.
"Oh, my son! You died so horribly! I'll get revenge for you. I absolutely won't let the person who hurt you go!"
Sun Yecheng: ...
Sun Yeshu: ...
'Could someone please tell us what's happening? Who is this person who supposedly died so horribly?'
