Let Your Ancestors Have a Seat in the Toilet
Although they all glared at Su Yijia with resentment, not a word escaped their lips. Su Yijia, satisfied with their silence, turned her attention back to the two old folks from the Su family.
"Is there no one left to help you now? Have you given up, or will you hand over my mother's remains?" she asked coldly.
Grandpa Su gritted his teeth, shaking uncontrollably, but he couldn't utter a word.
Grandma Su took several deep breaths to calm herself, although she still had a defiant look on her face. "Dream on! If you want that bone of your mother's, you'll have to go to the police station to close the case and release our Su family members."
"Snap!"
Before she could finish her curse, a crisp sound of breaking bones rang out. It wasn't very loud, but it was exceptionally clear.
"Ahhh!" Grandma Su was so stimulated that she screamed loudly, raising her hands to protect her head. She wanted to rush over to protect that pile of bones but was afraid of getting beaten.