The young man's white clothes were not as neat and tidy as when he was in the straw hut.
Although it was still plain, it was more of a mess after going through a lot of torment.
With a single glance, Xie Tian could tell that this mysterious young man had just gone through a lot of battles.
Because his own clothes were often messed up or even damaged from the battles.
He was very curious as to who this young man who seemed to have just rushed over from a battlefield to attend Lu Feng's funeral was.
Just as his curiosity rose …
He saw the group of guests who did not have the qualifications to speak to him kneel down in an orderly manner.
The person kneeling down was the young man who was walking towards him with a sorrowful expression.
Behind Lu Song, he could not see Lu Song's expression. Thus, Xie Tian decided to turn around to look at Third Brother Lu and Lu Qing.
At this moment …
"Shang …"
"Shang?"
Using a questioning tone, after repeating little tyrant's confused word, the young man stopped. A hint of astonishment appeared on his sorrowful face.
Lu Song suddenly turned around as well. Narrowing his eyes, he examined Xie Tian who suddenly spoke.
It seemed as though everyone believed that Xie Tian should not have spoken.
Because Xie Tian had already lost his memories from the Ancient Era.
Even if there were some fragments remaining, according to Lu Feiyang's personality from his previous life, there should not be a young man in these fragments.
"Brother Feiyang, you, you still remember me!"
As he said this, the sorrowful expression on the young man's face temporarily receded. The slight astonishment on his face was rapidly turning into surprise as well.
Xie Tian had been watching very carefully.
Thus, he knew that the sorrowful expression on the young man's face was real. The astonishment when he heard his name was real. The surprise he felt from being remembered by him was also real.
However, Xie Tian didn't think that what he thought was real was real. After a few hundred years, Xie Tian didn't think that what he thought was real was real.
However, when little tyrant revealed a faint yet unprecedented smile on his face, Xie Tian knew that this young man named Shang had been treated as a friend by little tyrant.
As though it was because of this, Xie Tian had perfectly copied little tyrant's smile onto his own face.
Seeing such a smile, the young man's smile became even wider.
Even Lu Song, who was scrutinizing Xie Tian, seemed to be moved by this smile. Not only did the trace of suspicion in the depths of his eyes disappear without a trace, but after he turned his head, a sincere smile also appeared on his face.
This kind of smile didn't seem rude just because it was Le Feng's funeral.
"Young Master Shang, you've come."
As soon as Lu Song opened his mouth, the young man named Shang seemed to be a little frightened. He hurriedly took two steps back and gave Lu Song a very standard junior's bow.
"Second Uncle, I pay my respects to Second Uncle … Oh, and Third Uncle, Fourth Uncle, Fifth Uncle …"
A salute and a sentence made the funeral much more dazzling.
Regardless of whether they were kneeling or not, after hearing and witnessing the young man's words and actions, they felt that Xian Hong Mountain had regained some of its weight.
"Young Master, he …"
"I didn't expect …"
"Oh my god, we, we've been too disrespectful to the Lu Family …"
…
The icing on the cake was easy.
It was hard to send charcoal in the snow.
Even if the Lu Family's current situation wasn't at the point where they needed help …
Even if Lu Song and the other three ancestors were proud, they wouldn't think that the Lu Family needed help …
However, the young man's behavior was enough to make Lu Song and the other three ancestors feel more comfortable after Xie Tian's smile.
Seeing that Lu Qing and the other two ancestors were also walking toward him, the young man immediately gave Xie Tian a look, and then his expression turned sorrowful again.
"Four Uncles, Shang has always been in the Sky Beyond Heaven and didn't know that Brother Feiyang had come back. They didn't even know that Sixth Uncle, he actually …"
At this point, Shang's voice began to choke, and his clear eyes began to turn red.
"Life is unpredictable, but …" Lu Song sighed and said with relief, "But Feiyang is back, and you've come from afar. I'm sure he'll be happy."
Hearing this, the young man's expression became even more sorrowful, but he forced back his tears.
He said emotionally, "Shang has always remembered Sixth Uncle's teachings. Every time I think about it, I can feel Sixth Uncle's love and concern for Shang. Now that Uncle has passed away, if Shang can't come back to see Uncle one last time, how can I be at ease!"
Everyone from the Lu Clan was even more moved when they heard such sincere words.
Standing nearby, Lu Kezhan and the other three were even more moved as they looked at Shang.
However, as they watched, Lu Kezhan's gaze suddenly changed, and he coldly glanced at Xie Tian, who still maintained a faint smile.
He had never thought that his young master's smile could make him feel so disgusted.
At this moment, the young man bowed to Lu Song and the other three ancestors again, and said solemnly, "Shang came late to begin with, and missed Sixth Uncle's funeral time. I deserve to die ten thousand times. Uncles, please allow Shang to carry Sixth Uncle's coffin."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Lu Song and the others changed.
"No!"
"We accept your kindness on behalf of Sixth Brother, but …"
…
The other guests were even more shocked.
What was carrying a coffin?
Only the descendants of the deceased could carry a coffin!
What was the young man's identity?
If he carried Lu Feng's coffin, it would be the same as adding another Lu Feiyang to the Lu Family!
"Oh my god …"
"This, this should be a polite greeting, right?"
"Are you stupid? Is there a need to carry a coffin to be polite?"
"We are wrong, definitely wrong. Shang, Young Master Shang's attitude towards the Lu Family is probably the attitude of the big shots towards the Lu Family …"
…
As soon as Lu Kezhan and the other three heard this, they rushed up and bowed deeply to the young man with red eyes.
This kind of bow was to express their gratitude on behalf of their deceased father.
"Young Master Shang, we …"
Before Lu Kezhan could finish his sobbing words, a hand was placed on his elbow, and he was forcibly lifted up.
"Kezhan, Kexin, Kedi, and Kezhan, we are all on the same side. There is no need to do this."
At this point …
With a ripping sound, Shang tore a piece of his white robe and tied it on his head before walking towards Lu Feng's coffin.
"Brother Feiyang, you are overstepping your boundaries!"
With a solemn expression, he stood on the spot where the eight people were carrying the coffin. His eyes were filled with determination.
Seeing this pair of eyes, Lu Song and the others knew that they could not reject his good intentions.
"What are you still standing there for …"
After shouting at Lu Kezhan and the other three, Lu Song looked around at the guests and shouted, "Start the funeral!"
Xie Tian was in front.
Lu Kezhan and the other three were in the middle.
The other two descendants of the Lu Family were behind them.
The eight of them carried the coffin and walked with heavy steps towards the depths of Xian Hong Mountain.
Lu Song and the other three followed behind the coffin. Their faces were filled with the sorrow of losing a brother, but also the determination of steel.
The Lu Family was famous for fighting. They would not fear the death of their loved ones. Instead, they would fight even harder for it.
Behind them were the guests who followed in silence.
Finally, there were the members of the Lu Family who were grieving silently.
They could not hear the cries.
They could not hear the mourning.
Just like how the Lu Family did not like to talk much …
Even at the funeral of their loved ones, they were used to expressing their feelings with silence.
However, what made the other guests who did not follow the coffin unusually silent was the sudden appearance of Shang Sheng.
After all, this young man named Shang was the only one of the three great ancient Daoist bodies that had survived —
Chaotic Daoist Body.
(End of this chapter)
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