More coveted people are pushing their limits.

The biggest advantage of the Zheng family is that their smelting and forging conditions are the best in the Fire Persimmon City.

In this regard, even the City Lord's Mansion cannot compare!

On the grounds of the Zheng family, Ning Zhuo presided over the public sacrifice.

He recited the sacrificial inscription and was so moved that he burst into tears: "There are tears in the sky, and the wind and clouds are eclipsed. Now we gather here to mourn the sacrifice of our relatives."

"...Ning Xiaoren, Ning Zui, Ning Xiangguo..."

"During your lifetime, you were both wise and courageous, and your virtues were noble, shining brightly in all directions, making your family prosperous and your neighbors peaceful."

"What a pity! Today the present has returned to dust, and the heroic spirits have fallen into the underworld... May your spirits in heaven rest in peace, protect your descendants, and protect the Ning family in eternal peace!"

After Ning Zhuo finished reciting, everyone in the hall was moved.

In the silence, cries gradually sounded, and mournful music played loudly.

"My husband, my son!" Wang Lan was extremely sad and fainted from crying.

Ning Zhuo was so frightened that he served him personally. He was so nervous that he personally changed Wang Lan's blood in Tui Palace, gave him elixirs, and revived Wang Lan. Such pure filial piety was admired by everyone.

Many uninformed clan members have a great sense of identification with him. Even if the cultivation level of such a branch family head is lower now, it doesn't matter. Such a kind, respectful and filial person is not much different!

"Ning Chen, help my aunt quickly and go to the backyard to rest for now."

Ning Zhuo specially selected a large house in the Zheng family's land to dedicate it to Wang Lan.

After handling it properly, he continued to conduct the sacrifice.

After the canon was over, he actively expressed condolences to Ning Xiangguo's family and presented many spiritual stones in public.

He was grateful for Ning Xiangguo's various contributions to the black market, and his treasures made Ning Qianqian and others moved. He felt that everything he did was seen by Ning Zhuo. It was worth it!

Yang Chanyu, who was hiding aside, leaned against the corner with a mocking look on his face: "Rest in peace? Weren't these people killed by him? Can you rest in peace?"

"Hypocritical! You little brother, you are so hypocritical." Yang Chanyu said in a disdainful tone.

Sun Lingtong was sitting on the wall, hiding himself. Hearing the sound, he rolled his eyes: "What do you know? This is the way of justice."
Chapter completed!