The issue of whose desiccated corpse it is seemed to have stumped the elder of the Yun Family.
With a look of intense bewilderment, he thought about it over and over, yet couldn't figure it out.
Clearly, in the depths of his heart, no matter what the mummified corpse had become, it was still their ancestor.
Seeing this, Mr. Fan waved his hand and said, "Mr. Yun, there's no need to dwell on this too much, just consider it your ancestor. It's not that crucial now."
After all, the result is already confirmed, so there's no need to get caught up in the process and reasons.
The elder of the Yun Family gave a bitter smile, "I think it would be better to understand a bit more, that way I might feel less guilty about burning our ancestor's remains. Although we all clearly know how to weigh our options, burning an ancestor still feels greatly disrespectful, and I worry about calamity befalling future generations."
"Then trust me on this," said Mr. Fan.
