"But..." Yue Hechang said hesitantly.
"No buts, just do as he says!" The Second Lady said sternly.
Yue Hechang's eyes showed a hint of grief and anger, but he could only turn around helplessly and wave his hand.
"Stand the coffin upright for the burial!"
Upon hearing this, the members of the Yue Clan stirred, with many showing expressions of indignation.
Yet under the pressure of the Second Lady, they dared not say anything and had to suppress their anger and get to work.
The coffin slowly stood upright and was then lowered into the grave.
At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly laughed and said, "Look, doesn't this look like planting a radish?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire crowd burst into low laughter.
The Yue Clan members collectively lowered their heads, filled with shame and anger inside.
But at this point, saying anything else was useless.
Soon, the coffin was placed into the grave.
