On the hill, the sounds of sobbing became even more heavy.

Chen Haozhi and Chen Family’s people hurried over when they heard the news, many people from Mulberry Elm Circle also rushed over.

The mud-covered Jiang Xiaoyi also rushed over.

“You really won’t go back?”

Jiang Xiaoyi looked at the place where many of Mulberry Elm Circle’s people gathered, looking at Lin Xi who was slowly drinking a bowl of hot congee, asking out of worry.

Lin Xi shook his head. He looked at Jiang Xiaoyi and said, “Chen Family’s people wish to complete the elder’s final wishes, so they discussed things with the villagers here, deciding to bury the elder on the hill where the dam is visible. I also want to help accomplish his cherished desire, so I will watch over him here.”

After a slight pause, Lin Xi’s head sunk slightly, taking another sip of the hot congee, and then he said in a soft voice, “Also, I am worried that if I leave, if something unexpected happens here… with so many people here, I still have to solve the issue of food and drink. Also, if I leave, giving them the feeling that I don’t care anymore, or that I cannot do anything, they might be unable to resist their urge to return early.”

Jiang Xiaoyi opened his mouth, but couldn’t say anything in opposition. He only sat down next to Lin Xi.

Lin Xi fetched a bowl of congee from the pot next to Jiang Xiaoyi. When he saw that Jiang Xiaoyi’s hands were continuously trembling while holding the rough bowl, about to scatter the congee out, he couldn’t help but look at Jiang Xiaoyi’s hands out of curiosity. “Why are you like this?”

Jiang Xiaoyi did his best to control his arms that refused to listen to him, bringing the congee to his mouth, drinking a mouthful, and then he explained, “After striking stakes with a hammer all night, my entire body was shaken until it has become weak.”

Lin Xi said, “This is good for cultivation.”

Jiang Xiaoyi gave Lin Xi a look, saying, “I know… where can’t we cultivate?”

Both of them began to laugh.

Even though their moods...