C163 I can't lie

The next time I saw Mu Yichen, it was as if I had been plotted against. On this day, it was a sunny weekend, and early in the morning, I brought along my father's favorite food as I came to see him. However, his tombstone was extremely clean, as if it had been cleaned by someone.

He took out the wine he bought for his father and sprinkled it on the tombstone. Then