Anning rose and walked towards the Wu Family's house.
Wu Ping and a few others hurried to follow.
Anning entered a small thatched hut on the east side: "Your son died in this very room, didn't he?"
Wu Ping nodded vigorously, Anning was absolutely right, it was indeed here that his son had taken his last breath.
"Your son was originally blessed with both fortune and longevity, but regrettably, your daughter-in-law, in order to obtain some money for her brother's medical treatment, agreed to a scheme proposed by her parents, consenting to exchange your son's fate with another family's child. That child was burdened with deep karmic debts and unfortunate fate, destined to suffer in hell even after death. As a result, your son became the substitute, inheriting the other child's cruel destiny. That family's child has now seized your son's good fortune, living a prosperous life, while your family..."
