The funeral procession for Yi Weibang was delayed by a full hour before passing by Yi Luowa's car. Yi Luowa leaned against the car window, her teary eyes fixed on Yi Weibang's photo on the hearse, choking out, "Rest in peace..."
For Yi Luowa, this day was one of both great sorrow and joy. Just after mourning Yi Weibang, the hospital called—her second uncle had regained consciousness!
Yi Luowa hurriedly rushed back to the hospital. As she reached the entrance, Ao Lie came forward quickly, pushing her straight toward the elevator.
Over a dozen violet-eyed individuals guarded the elevator doors. Seeing Yi Luowa and Ao Lie approaching, they hurried to stop them.
"Please use the other elevator!"
Ao Lie glanced at the other elevator, which was still on the twentieth floor—utterly impractical!
"You take the other elevator if you want! We have an emergency." Ao Lie, dissatisfied, began to push Yi Luowa toward the elevator.
"Hey!"