Mentioning Lu Jingkun, a barely concealed hatred flickered across Wen Meiyi's sharp features."Fine, I'll make the arrangements now. Someone will push you to the ancestral hall in a bit."A cryptic, chilling smile spread across Wen Meiyi's withered and gaunt face, making her look particularly sinister."Yuhan, are you sure you want to rush this? Alright, alright, if you're in a hurry, then Grandma will oblige you. It's been thirty years; even I can't wait any longer..."Hamiltion Carpenter rose from the sofa, his expression stern, his dark eyes deep and piercing, yet unable to penetrate the madness in Wen Meiyi's gaze. Though she was his elderly grandmother, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, unable to fathom her thoughts."Alright, I'll go prepare."The man strode out of the room, his large hand gripping the doorknob for a long while before finally letting go. His dark eyes lingered on the closed door, only slowly lowering after a long moment.Wen Meiyi's desolate eye
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