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A cup of wine was poured into the ground, emitting the fragrance of wine.

Even from far away, one could still smell the rich fragrance of the wine. It was clear that it was a top-grade wine.

It was truly a pity that such wine was offered as offering.

However, the man didn't feel the slightest bit of heartache. He just poured the entire jug of wine in his hand in front of the grave in front of him.

There was nothing in the tomb, not even a name, not even a tombstone.

The man gently removed the weeds from the grave, gently caressing his lover's face as if he were caressing it.

"Your son is very promising. He's much more promising than I was back then." The man mopped the grass as he spoke softly to the grave in front of him. As he spoke, the meaning of his words changed …

"If I were to become the Emperor, my son would surely be even more outstanding than his son!" After the man finished speaking, he stopped and looked to the west, because his subordinate told him that Master Liang from the west had filled out a disciple.

Furthermore, he had guessed who Liang shi's disciple was.

After pulling off the last blade of grass in his hand, he slowly stood up. The aura around him became even more terrifying, as if he was standing up from a towering and terrifying monster.

"Jingzhu, you'll have to see what kind of earth-shattering thing our son is going to do after a while!"

The man in front of him was the one who was called the "anti-king", the King of Kang — Li Xin!

A figure that could make Li Heng panic even after death.

Who would have thought?

An object that had been dead for more than ten years suddenly drilled out and openly came to Qingzhou to burn incense for a nameless tomb?

Li Heng could not think of it, Li Kedi could not think of it, even the officials in the court could not think of it.

Having done all this, Li Si looked towards the tomb beside Nameless Zhou.

It was a new grave...

Green Bamboo Ode …

"Father-in-law, you're getting old as well." Li Bei stood in front of the grave of the green bamboo man and gently poured a pot of good wine.

After he was done, he left without looking back.

There was no trace of reluctance, no trace of any other emotion.

Only the wisp of white hair remained on his head.

He's old, too...