The old man's inner thoughts were unknown to anyone, as the pain and remembrance were his alone to bear.
In truth, it's the same for others too, the pain and remembrance were suppressed in their hearts.
Especially for Jing Nianhui, she tried hard not to show anything, but the pain of losing her husband had never really gone away over the past twenty years. Now with Zhan Chengfeng dying once more, the wound that had healed was torn open again. Witnessing Zhan Chengfeng's tragic death was like sprinkling salt on the reopened wound.
She also hoped that there was a spirit in heaven, that Zhan Chengfeng could come back to give her a comforting farewell.
For Zhan Moxiao, Zhan Cirui, and Zhan Anqi, even though they hadn't received much fatherly love, what child wants to lose a father? Even if the father was sinful, having that person there kept a certain space in their hearts from being empty.
