Whenever he remembered Gongsun Xing's expression at that moment, he felt deeply guilty.
Gongsun Xing was usually a cold and distant person.
There were very few things he truly cared about, or rather, very few things he truly valued.
His father's remains were one of the rare things that could affect his emotions.
Gongsun Xing nodded, but he did not blame Yue Mingxuan.
Things had already turned out this way and he had no power to change it.
The dead were already gone and it was better to let them rest in peace
Yue Mingxuan decided that after returning to Silver Needle Sect, he would arrange for Gongsun Xing's father to be buried.
After all, he had been the former sect master and the funeral could not be too simple.
As for the Never-Melt Ice that had been used to preserve Gongsun Xing's father's body, it should be buried together with him.
