Slowly, the others saw that the Mu family was crying so sadly, and they were embarrassed not to cry. Since they were about to cry, let’s cry together. As a result, the entire convoy started to cry loudly. Even the residents of Xiangshan several miles away heard the sad cry, and they all sighed in their hearts, Who is the one who died? It’s really a blessing, and their descendants are so filial...

Jack, Clink and others who came to worship listened to the earth-shaking cry and looked at each other, their faces full of change. Mu Xingze is really so influential? It’s okay if the Mu family cries, but even the others cry so sadly. It seems that his status in the Qing Gang is really huge. Fortunately, he died. Otherwise, the Qing Gang such a united Qing Gang might really bring trouble to his organization.

Ye Xingchen didn't expect that his pretentiousness would be so effective. He looked out the window in a daze and listened to the earth-shaking crying. He was a little stunned for a moment. Did he perform too much? Damn, it seems that his acting skills are really good. He would have applied to the film and television academy if he had known it. With his talent, why would the Oscar winner not be able to win?

Ye Xingchen forgot that there was a director who asked him to film, but he refused.

Finally, I finally arrived at the parking lot halfway up the mountain in Xiangshan. One car after another was parked one by one. Ye Xingchen kicked open the car door and helped Mu Xiaojun, who was already crying, get out of the car. He felt regretful. If he had known that such a result would be, what would he have even been scolded by Mu Lingjun?

Mu Jialong was holding the urn, Mu Jiajing and Mu Jiajie stood on both sides, and the three of them walked in front, step by step towards the top of the mountain, followed by the second generation of the Mu family, of course, they were all side-class, and Mu Xingze had only three sons, and then the third generation of the Mu family. Mu Xiaojun and others were Mu Xingze's granddaughters, so they were naturally at the forefront of this generation. However, Mu Lingjun's eldest brother Mu Luoliang, as the only male of the three generations of the direct lineage, walked in front. When he left, he looked back at Ye Xingchen who was supporting Mu Xiaojun, with a deep meaning in his eyes.

Damn, what does this guy think of me? There is actually murderous intention in his eyes?***, this is the second time I have seen him, what does he want to kill me?

Ye Xingchen is the most sensitive to this kind of look. However, in his memory, Mu Luoliang has always been a warm person, so how could he suddenly have murderous intentions towards him?

I was puzzled, but Ye Xingchen still smiled at him with a smile on his face, and then continued to support Mu Xiaojun and walked upwards. A team of thousands of people climbed the Xiangshan Mountain, which is known as the best Feng Shui in Taipei, step by step. No one spoke, and a solemn atmosphere was naturally scattered on Xiangshan Mountain...

The funeral was held very smoothly. After all, there were so many experts present, and no idiot would come to the riot at this time. Except for a few people crying during the burial, there was nothing else to do.

Finally, after a few hours of funeral, the casual guests left one by one after another, but the Mu family members were able to leave until the end. Originally, Ye Xingchen could have left early, but when he saw Mu Xiaojun's haggard appearance, he chose to stay with her.

"Brother Ye, can I say a few words to you?" At this time, Mu Xiaojun was sitting aside to rest. Mu Lingjun's eldest brother Mu Luoliang came over and said to Ye Xingchen.

"Oh, of course, Brother Luo Liang just say it!" Ye Xingchen smiled.

"It's inconvenient to speak here, can you come here?" Mu Luoliang lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Oh..." Ye Xingchen nodded gently, and without saying hello to Mu Xiaojun, he followed Mu Luoliang to the side.

Mu Lingjun's eyes were sharp-eyed. Seeing the two of them leaving, one of them was his own elder brother, and he didn't want to go anywhere else.

The two walked a few hundred meters until there was no one around. Mu Luoliang stopped, turned his head and said coldly to Ye Xingchen: "My cousin Mu Tangge is missing. Brother Ye should know this news, right?"

Damn, why did he ask this question? Mu Tangge didn't ask this, what are you asking? Ye Xingchen cursed in his heart, but his face looked surprised: "Missing? No way? I have been worshiping my grandfather these days, how could he disappear?"

"Don't you know?" Seeing Ye Xingchen's surprised look, Mu Luoliang, who claimed to be very accurate in his eyes, was his judgment wrong?

"How could I know? I have been with Xiaojun these days, how could I know these things?" Ye Xingchen spread his hands, looking like how I could know.

"Haha, it seems that I am thinking too much..." Mu Luoliang smiled softly and patted Ye Xingchen on the shoulder with his hand.

"Brother Luo Liang, what happened? Is there anything I need to help me?" Ye Xingchen asked with a confused expression.

"It's nothing, I just haven't seen him these days, I'm just a little worried. Let's go, everyone is ready to go down the mountain, we can't wait for a long time!" Mu Luoliang shook his head, put his shoulder on Ye Xingchen and walked towards the direction he came.

Damn, it's just for this matter? I thought you would tell me some shocking secrets? But then again, what did Mu Tangge do so nervous? Could it be that he and Mu Tangge are in the same gang? But isn't it? He is obviously Mu Xingze's only grandson. If it's for power, it will naturally be his turn to be the head of the family in the future. Isn't it necessary to cooperate with Mu Tangge?

But if it weren't for cooperation, how could he care so much about Mutangge? Is it really a deep brotherly love?

Ye Xingchen was full of doubts. He suddenly felt a thick cloud pressing on his heart. This trip to Taipei was originally thought to be just attending a funeral, but now he suddenly realized that he had been involved in a huge conspiracy. Who is the planner of this conspiracy? What kind of identity is he playing here?

The originally blue sky was covered with dark clouds at some point, as if a heavy rain was coming. Looking at the thick clouds in the sky, Ye Xingchen exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air, completely throwing the doubts in his heart out of the sky. Whether it is a conspiracy or a chess game, what should we do after all, what should we do?

If the soldiers come and the generals come and the water comes and the soil comes and cover it, can't you cope with those unknown disasters with your own abilities?
Chapter completed!