This news was a bolt from the blue, leaving everyone stunned.
Zhao Zhao is actually dead?
How did he die?
As the son of Prefect Zhao Mengran, his status was significant; no ordinary person would harm him. If it were an illness, he seemed fine just a few days ago, so how did he end up dead?
This whole thing is too bizarre!
And if he truly is dead, Prefect Zhao Mengran is likely to go mad, right? That was his most cherished son!
"Should we go to the Zhao family to check on them, and maybe... offer our condolences?"
The group pondered, some were willing to go, while others weren't, so the gathering dispersed.
Xiang Yin groggily followed Qiao Zizhan to Zhao Mengran's residence.
The Zhao family had already hung white lanterns and raised white flags, with servants dressed in white, creating a sea of white at a glance.
In the main hall, there was a fine redwood coffin placed, with people kneeling around it, intermittently letting out heart-wrenching cries.
