Chapter 337: Chapter 337: His Chun is Not Dead!

So they’re really going to do this!

A few of the staff members still couldn’t help hesitating.

"Young, Young Master Mo, do you really want to..."

"Open it."

Mo Chuxi’s voice cut sharply through, his chiseled and handsome face devoid of any emotion.

This imposing aura left no room for anyone present to say another word of objection. They immediately began following orders.

Ah Ding stood beside him, a mix of deep confusion and a faint sense of awe stirring within him.

"Mo Shao, I know you miss the eldest young lady dearly, but it’s been five years since she passed. Doing this doesn’t seem auspicious... and it feels disrespectful to someone who’s already gone..."

"I’ll take responsibility for my own daughter."

Mo Chuxi’s words were resolute, leaving no room for compromise.

That commanding presence—completely unrivaled!

"Young Master Mo, it’s open!"

The staff member called out to notify him.

Upon hearing this, Mo Chuxi turned his head, his commanding figure walking directly to the now-opened grave.

all quite perceptive, instinctively stepped

lift the small coffin lid, they couldn’t

"Open this too."

Chuxi gestured toward

inside was his Chun’s

"Y-Young Master Mo..."

"I said, open it!"

"Y-yes, yes!"

of his authority—who would dare

side, watching the staff pull

a tinge of fear lingered, the staff assumed Mo Chuxi wanted them to open the

"Don’t touch it!"

the wooden box, Mo Chuxi’s commanding

striding forward with a decisive and unyielding pace, he personally opened

the moment out of apprehension. Ah Ding, however, didn’t blink, staring intently at the wooden

was opened, there wasn’t any unpleasant odor; instead, a faint scent of

complex and indescribable

clothes, two or three small toys, and an unopened letter. There was nothing

Ding hurriedly

"Mo Shao..."

"Hmph."

curved into an enigmatic smirk, his profound expression impossible to

"Let’s go back."

At the same time, he

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