Uncle Gu gazed in the direction Wen Ning had left, then took another long look at his second son, Gu Jianjun, who was cleaning up the mess with his head lowered. His clouded eyes were full of longing.
But he still decided to leave with Wen Ning.
Only when Wen Ning saw Uncle Gu following him outside did he stop. He turned to look at the old man behind him and asked with some curiosity,
"Why did you come along? Don't you want to spend a little more time with your second son?"
Uncle Gu shook his head and said bitterly,
"No more. The longer I watch, the harder it is to leave. Our bond in this life has run its course."
Wen Ning nodded and said nothing more. Death snuffed out a life like a lamp, and their bond as father and son in this lifetime had reached its end.
He continued toward the shop, with Uncle Gu following quietly behind him. Neither spoke along the way.
The moment Wen Ning pushed open the shop door, Lu Ming came over and asked curiously,
"Wen Ning, you're back. Did you sort out that mess with the Gu family? Those two unfilial brothers didn't cause any more trouble, did they?"
Wen Ning took off his coat and said calmly,
"It's mostly settled. They won't dare bother him again. Gu Jianjun can arrange the funeral in peace now."
Only then did Lu Ming breathe a sigh of relief.
"Good. Those two ungrateful bastards got off far too easily."
Then he went back to work. That evening, after Wen Ning and Lu Ming had dinner,
Wen Ning said directly to Lu Ming,
"Come on. Make a trip to the Underworld with me. We'll take Uncle Gu along."
At Wen Ning's words, Lu Ming