In no time at all, the crying from Merciful Cloud Tower in the Zhang Family's old residence spread through the entire estate as if it were contagious.
Inside and outside Merciful Cloud Tower, members of the Zhang Family were weeping. Beyond the tower, the household servants followed suit. At a time like this, whether their grief was sincere or feigned, as servants of the Zhang estate, they had to squeeze out a few tears no matter what.
The masters of the estate might not remember who cried at such a time, but anyone who laughed would definitely be waiting for misfortune to befall them later. Besides, once even one servant started crying, all the others could only follow along. And Zhang Haitian had always treated the servants fairly generously. Not only did he double their rewards during festivals and holidays, but whenever their families had troubles, as long as the old master knew about it, he would do his best to help. Quite a few of the older servants often spoke of the old master's kindness. Now that he had passed on, more than half of the servants were genuinely grief-stricken, and their tears were no act.
Night had just begun to fall. As soon as the crying from Merciful Cloud Tower spread, the estate steward ordered the servants to take down every red lantern in the residence. The inside and outside of the estate were replaced with the white lanterns that had long been prepared.
The old master had returned to Golden Light City gravely ill, and many people in the city had been watching the movements of the Zhang estate. Especially today, when Zhang Tie arrived in Golden Light City aboard a royal airship, the entire city had been stirred. Everyone knew Zhang Tie had come. The moment