“Uncle Mason, you are such a party pooper! If Brother Harry was still alive, he would definitely have wished for Sis Ceci to be happy. How could you, how could you use Harry to monopolize Sis Ceci’s happiness! If you died in the war, there would at least be someone else to keep Sis Ceci company!” 

“Cough, cough, cough…” Ghostie coughed with a stiff expression. “Xiao Ying! Are you cursing Uncle Mason?! Harry would get angry!” Ghostie already looked angry.

Uncle Mason’s expression became awkward too.

“Who isn’t sad that Brother Harry left us?! But we have to learn to look forward! We are in a war! Who knows what will happen next?” Xiao Ying’s straightforward remark weighed on everyone’s hearts. The truth...