Qian Jin sat on the chair as he stared at Fabreidis; he really didn’t know what to say. "What is going on? I fixed [Dual Moon] and got myself a cold and beautiful fiancée?" He thought to himself.
Although they had not engaged in any longer conversations, Qian Jin could tell Gomez Jane’s personality. She was exquisite, but she had the fortitude that most of men couldn’t match. Although she was quiet, she was a very good girl.
"Jane is yours to take care of." Fabreidis shook both of Qian Jin’s hands forcefully with his own, and the smile on Fabreidis’s face made Qian Jin think of the fatty Rollin who was lying in the coffin.
Qian Jin turned his head and looked at the coffin, and Fabreidis’ big and strong hand patted his shoulders as Fabreidis’ whispered, "According to tradition, he should be buried this morning. You will be really busy in a few hours. Maybe take some time to rest or to prepare."