With a single phone call from Dongfang Su, the Elder also hurried to the Heavenly Group base.
The moment he saw Jiang Siming, he asked emotionally, unable to contain himself, "You really met him?"
Jiang Siming nodded and replied, "Yes."
The Elder let out a deep sigh, then took Jiang Siming by the hand and said, "Come on. I'll take you somewhere."
Dongfang Su followed behind them, and even the old man guarding the gate silently tagged along. He already knew as well.
The group arrived at the Heavenly Group cemetery.
This was where all the deceased members of the Heavenly Group were laid to rest.
Their identities were too special and too confidential, so they could not be made public, much less buried elsewhere.
Thus, all the Heavenly Group members who had passed away throughout the generations were buried in this cemetery.
The Elder led Jiang Siming into the cemetery.
At the very front of the cemetery stood a single gravestone, with many more behind it.
They even included Dongfang Su's son and daughter-in-law—the parents of Dongfang Weixi.
The gravestone at the very front bore several powerful engraved characters:
The Tomb of Comrade Wang Jianguo, First Seat of the Heavenly Group
It was only one line, yet it filled Jiang Siming with boundless reverence.
"Old Senior, we've come to see you. You've finally completed your mission and returned."
The Elder's lips trembled. After saying this, he placed a bouquet of flowers before the gravestone.
Dongfang Su handed Jiang Siming a bottle of Maotai that he had treasured for several decades, along with a cup.
Jiang Siming took them in silent understanding. He walked up to the gravestone, filled the cup with liquor, and gently poured it before the stele.
Only after pouring three full cups did Jiang Siming set