Chanting Sutras to ferry the soul

Lin Hanxing turned on the lights in the room and could clearly hear the chanting of Sutras from downstairs.

He walked to the window and stood still.

He looked expressionlessly at the eminent monks surrounding Luo Mingwei's urn, which was covered in white banners and cloth.

She didn't know if it was a coincidence, but everything happened to be facing her window.

"Hehe." Lin Hanxing sneered.

&Quot; Luo Mingwei, I believe they will make the best use of you, even if it's just your ashes ...

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With a loud bang, Luo Minghao punched the glass of the study.

In an instant, blood gushed out from the back of his hand!

Knock, knock, knock. The sound of someone knocking on the door came from outside.

"Come in!"

Luo Wenbo came in from outside. Seeing his father like this, he sneered in his heart.

"What are you doing here?"

Luo Minghao looked impatient when he saw his eldest son.