"Opportunity?" Agave Rinto sneered, his gaze cold and mocking.
"From today onwards, Vermilion Hall will be temporarily managed by Ricky Wood. The anniversary of the old master is approaching, pack up your stuff and return to our hometown to attend to his grave," he suggested.
"No, I can't go back." Guele Rinto screamed.
Early on, Pindo Rinto had chosen his own burial site, reportedly checked by a feng shui master, located on Rosschilham Mountain near their hometown. Once during Tomb Sweeping Day, she was nearly scared to death by the old folks in her hometown.