Five o’clock in the morning the next day.
It was drizzling all night, coupled with the unique humid climate during the festival, it shrouded Eastcliff’s early morning with a faint mist.
Wesley, who spent the night in front of his parents’ grave, forced out all the remaining alcohol in his body, burned three sticks of incense and knocked his head three times in front of his parents’ grave.
Immediately, he said with a resolute expression, "Dad! Mom! I will disturb your two long sleeps! I hope you two know well and forgive me! Today, I will move you two to Wade Mountain, it’ll be your new resting place!"
As he said, his eyes filled with tears, and he choked up, "Dad, Mom! I will definitely avenge you two today in front of Bruce Wade! I hope you two can see it in the spirit of heaven!"
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