Uncle Yu's voice caught as he gently brushed the two characters "Lu Rou" engraved on his martial aunt's tombstone.
His hand trembled slightly, tears welling in his eyes.
After all these years, this was Uncle Yu's first time coming to pay respects at their graves.
Zhang Yuchen and I lit incense and candles, then planted them before the graves.
I knelt before my martial aunt's grave and respectfully kowtowed three times.
Though I had never met my martial aunt, Uncle Yu had saved my life and was also my martial uncle. It was only proper for me to kowtow to her.
Holding incense, Zhang Yuchen stood behind me and respectfully bowed three times.
After Zhang Yuchen and I finished paying our respects, we tactfully stepped aside.
We left Uncle Yu before the graves of his martial aunt and elder brother, letting him speak of the longing he had carried all these years...
At the same time, I took out the footage I had recorded.
Although the audio was not very clear, the contents could still be heard if one listened carefully.
Most importantly, when they left, I had captured the faces of Lu Changfeng and that Grand Venerable Envoy from the Great Vietnam Court.
That Grand Venerable Envoy was a thin, dark old man with a little facial hair and a bald head. The image quality was quite high.
Zhang Yuchen said, "Brother Jiang, you really are meticulous. You thought to record evidence right away."
"Words alone aren't enough proof. It just occurred to me at the time. With this video and recording, bringing down Lu Changfeng won't be too difficult.
Now the question is how to play along with their scheme and kill as many of the Great Vietnam Court's evil cultivators as possible."
I answered in a low