Xiao Chen saw that the staff member dared to slap Lu Yao.

Xiao Chen's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he quickly reached out his hand and grabbed the staff member's wrist.

The man had a strong dissatisfaction on his face, he glared at Xiao Chen and said coldly.

"Boy, let go of your hands, or I want you to look good."

An indifferent smile slowly appeared on Xiao Chen's face. He raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "Oh? Really! Then I want to see, why do you want me to look good?"

After saying that, Xiao Chen exerted force on his hand, and the man let out a painful scream.

There was only a cracking sound, the sound of breaking bones.

Unable to bear it anymore, the man knelt down in front of Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen looked at the man indifferently, and he slowly said: "You are a small funeral parlor receptionist, who gave you the courage to be so arrogant?"

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he directly grabbed the man and threw him out hard.

The man was so embarrassed that Xiao Chen slammed him against the wall.

He fell to the ground in pain and spit out a mouthful of blood. His eyes looked at Xiao Chen and were filled with fear.

This guy's strength is quite terrifying.

Xiao Chen had a calm smile on his face. He walked over slowly, then raised his foot and kicked the man on the chest.

With this kick, Xiao Chen broke all his ribs.

The man soon passed out.

Xiao Chen took out his mobile phone from his pocket. After he sent a text message, he turned around and showed a slight smile to Lu Yao.

"Let's wait a moment, I promise there will be a surprise later."

Lu Yao looked at Xiao Chen doubtfully, somewhat confused as to what Xiao Chen's so-called surprise was.

Soon, just ten minutes later, hundreds of thugs in black suits gathered outside the funeral home.

These are the people of the underworld.

Lu Yao was a little surprised after seeing this situation.

Then bursts of firecrackers began to sound, and the quiet and deserted street outside the funeral home suddenly became lively.

A hole was slowly opened among the hundreds of people, and four thugs slowly appeared in front of everyone carrying a black coffin.

Long Zaitian led the way into the funeral parlor.

As soon as the coffin entered the funeral parlor, a fresh fragrance immediately penetrated Lu Yao's nose.

She frowned slightly, looking at the wood of the coffin, she quickly recognized it.

She pointed to the coffin in surprise and said, "This is agarwood!!"

Agarwood is very expensive in the market. Just a palm-sized piece of agarwood can be sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars.

And a coffin made of such a large piece of agarwood would probably be worth hundreds of millions.

Lu Yao couldn't hide the shock in her eyes, but Xiao Chen on the side smiled softly.

He stretched out his hand and gently scratched the bridge of Lu Yao's nose.

"I didn't expect you to recognize agarwood!"

Xiao Chen looked at Long Zaitian aside, and he said calmly: "Just do as I said."

Long Zaitian nodded respectfully, and then he walked into the mortuary of the funeral parlor with the four people carrying the coffin.

Lu Yao seemed to understand what Xiao Chen wanted to do, and she smiled happily: "Thank you, Xiao Chen."

After Xiao Chen heard Lu Yao's words, he smiled softly.

He reached out his hand and gently rubbed Lu Yao's head.

"Didn't I say it? There is no need for thanks between the two of us."

Lu Yao smiled slightly and nodded obediently.

Xiao Chen smiled and continued: "Did Mr. Lu ever say before his death where he would be buried?"

Lu Yao thought for a while, and then said without hesitation: "I remember grandpa said before that his wish is to be buried in Taiping Mountain!"

Victoria Peak!!

After hearing this, Xiao Chen slowly showed a calm smile.

Taiping Mountain is a relatively special existence in Tiannan. The location there is extremely good, and only those from Tiannan's first-tier families are eligible to be buried there.

Now the Lu family can be regarded as one of the top aristocratic families in Tiannan, and Mr. Lu is fully qualified to be buried in Taiping Mountain.

After Xiao Chen heard this sentence, he nodded calmly. He roughly understood what Lu Yao was thinking.

Soon Long Zaitian and the four coffin bearers appeared in front of the two of them.

Xiao Chen looked at Long Zaitian and asked calmly: "How is it? Have everything been arranged?"

Long Zaitian nodded solemnly: "I have put Mr. Lu's body into the coffin. Now we can set off for Taiping Mountain."

After Xiao Chen heard Long Zaitian's words, he hummed with satisfaction, and then he slowly raised his hand and waved.

The four coffin bearers slowly walked out of the funeral home carrying the coffin. In an instant, hundreds of thugs in black suits outside knelt down on one knee.

"Congratulations on sending Mr. Lu out of his spirit!"

"Congratulations on sending Mr. Lu out of his spirit!"

"Congratulations on sending Mr. Lu out of his spirit!"

.........

Wave after wave of deafening sounds continued to resound through the sky.

Lu Yao was quite satisfied with such a grand scene. For his grandfather to have such a spiritual treatment, he was definitely considered the top performer in Tiannan!!

The coffin was carried onto the car, and Xiao Chen and Lu Yao got into another car.

The huge motorcade drove toward the Taiping Mountains in Tiannan.

An hour passed quietly.

On the top of Taiping Mountain, a tombstone and grave have been erected.

The tombstone, which is almost the same height, has several large characters clearly carved in red paint.

"The place where Mr. Lu of the Lu family is buried!"

After Long Zaitian and the others finished handling the matter, Xiao Chen let them leave.

So only Xiao Chen and Lu Yao are left here.

Lu Yao looked at the tombstone with a complicated expression, and she had mixed feelings in her heart.

Lu Yao made a plop and knelt in front of Mrs. Lu's tombstone without saying a word.

There were tears shining in her eyes. Xiao Chen on the side shook his head helplessly.

He sighed, knowing that Lu Yao still had not recovered from the death of Mrs. Lu.

Xiao Chen had no idea what to do about it. He stretched out his head and gently rubbed Lu Yao's head.

Lu Yao kowtowed to Mr. Lu's tombstone with grief and anger.

Xiao Chen did not take action to stop Lu Yao, but watched silently from the side.

Then Lu Yao wiped away her tears, wiped her lips and stood up from the ground.

Because she knew she could no longer be immersed in the grief of the deceased.
Chapter completed!