Facing Xu Xiangbei, who was rumored to have killed his own father, Lu Mingliang did not show the disgust and anger that others did. He gently raised his hands, signaling everyone to be quiet.
Lu Mingliang appeared to have some status within the family, demonstrating his authority as the funeral hall quieted down.
He coldly asked, "What brings you here? Are you here to cause trouble?"
Xu Xiangbei slowly sauntered towards Lu Yao, his eyes fixed intently on her, making Lu Yao very frightened. She tightly clutched a cousin's clothes, like a child threatened, cowering behind that person.
"I was not friends with Lu Jingyun; in fact, we were enemies. With his death, I feel an emptiness and came to pay my respects. Most importantly, I want to catch his killer for him."
Lu Hong stepped out from the crowd, injured from being knocked down by Xu Xiangbei earlier with untreated wounds, blood still staining his forehead, and his clothes torn, looking very disheveled.
