Facing Mr. Chen's face filled with guilt, Jian Shiqing hurriedly said, "Fu Jian has been plotting for years; how could ordinary people know what he wanted to do? My father's remains... Forget it, it's been so many years. Now that Fu Jian is dead, there's no need to dwell on those remains."
The butler said, "Yes, the great revenge has been taken. Once the Young Master's identity is restored, we can build a cenotaph for the owner so his soul can have a place to rest!"
After a while, Jin Luoyin came out of the house and softly said to Jian Shiqing, "Jia Ren said he could have it done in an hour; he said you can start here."
Jian Shiqing nodded gently at him and then led the butler and Mr. Chen towards the center of the crowd.
Inside the house, though Jia Ren was elderly, he was extremely skilled, his movements flowing like water.
"Watch carefully; Master will only teach you this once."
