Chapter 295

A black-colored dog was chained to the tree stump.

The sun had not fully risen yet, and the security guard seemingly in his eighties was fast asleep.

The black-colored dog was also curled up in its bed, its ears flicking as it slept.

Seemingly having heard a sound, the dog’s ears perked as it sat up, a warning glint in its eyes.

“Woof! Woof! Woof…”

The dog stood and barked incessantly toward the darkness.

The guard jolted awake and rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he grabbed the flashlight from his table and walked out of the guardhouse.

Soon, Nash and Finn arrived at the guardhouse.

The words on the mausoleum’s gates had worn off, turning “Young Gardens” into “You Gardens”.

Parts of the wall had fallen in on itself, and the place was overgrown with weeds.

“Who… who are you?”

The guard glanced at the two men fearfully.

He had seen the burlap sacks they were holding, which were soaked red in blood.

“I’m here to pay respects to my family!”

Nash spoke in a low voice.

“Pay respects to your family?”

in the

“Hurry up and leave, or I’ll let the

that the dog was

and Finn

the two brushed past the guard and jumped over the 10-foot

guard turned around with the dog’s leash in his hand, the two were

scared, didn’t

from a glance that you were bad news!”

guard gleefully chained the dog back

he returned to the

Inside the mausoleum.

hundred tombstones filled the area.

tombstones, a

had such a glorious past.

were reduced to piles of

of the

of various sizes were arranged in

front of the

Lies Christopher Young, Young Family Patriarch” were

on either side. These belonged to Young family members that were part of

to his wife.

family members born in the

name “Wolfgang Young” etched into it.

father’s tombstone was one

his mother’s name was.

candles he had prepared

seven juggernauts’ heads were placed

finally understood why Nash was so eager to

mausoleum must be

Green Bamboo

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