"Wooo..."
A low broadcast sounded throughout Chun Prefecture City.
Residents stepped out of their homes.
A procession stretching beyond sight walked silently through the streets, draped in white cloth.
At its head were the senior members of the Eight-Nine Group.
Little White Tiger, Old Ninth, Hi Dog, and Bone carried the coffin themselves.
Xiao Yuan walked at the very front, holding a photograph of an honest-looking middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man was not one of the Chun Prefecture people. He was not even a member of the Eight-Nine Group.
Yet everyone in the procession led by Little White Tiger wore an expression of grief.
"Who is that?"
"No idea. Doesn't look like someone from our Chun Prefecture."
"Anyone Eighth Master cares this much about must be a good man."
The residents stood to the side, whispering to one another in confusion.
Xiao Yuan raised her head slightly, her eyes brimming with tears.
She parted her lips, wanting to explain, but could not speak.
She wanted to tell the people of Chun Prefecture that this man was a hero.
A hero who had protected the Dragon Kingdom.
Someone who had willingly walked in darkness forever for the Dragon Kingdom.
Even in his final moments, he had still been protecting the Dragon Kingdom's children.
Yet his own child was now walking in the procession, her eyes swollen from crying.
Huang Yiyi held the hand of the girl clutching a teddy bear, silently wiping away her tears.
Snowflakes as large as goose feathers drifted down from the sky. Unnoticed, the temperature had fallen again.
"Brother Big Bear, may your soul return."
Bone scattered handful after handful of Hell Money.
The procession went all the way to the highest mountaintop outside the city.
Those buried here were all Lei Zis who had fallen in