Suddenly, a thud was heard from the mourning hall; something had fallen to the ground.
Before Gong Chengkun could even think straight, he tossed aside the cigarette he hadn't finished smoking and dashed into the mourning hall like a gust of wind.
Inside the mourning hall, Gong Changming and Gong Chengjue got into an argument for some unknown reason, with Gong Changming escalating the situation further.
The thing that fell to the ground was the wreath stand.
It was late at night. After keeping vigil for two or three days, some of the Gong family's descendants had gone to rest, including Gong Changhong and Gong Changfan.
As the new head of the family, Gong Changfan had so many things to do that he couldn't spare the time. He also had to keep vigil, and he was only able to rest now because his body couldn't take it anymore.
It was probably because Gong Changming saw this that he reacted at this moment.
Gong Chengjue narrowed his eyes. He wasn't afraid of Gong Changming, but he didn't want to have any conflict with Gong Changming in front of his grandfather's spirit tablet.
Verbal disputes were one thing, but Gong Changming resorted to violence.
and……
Coincidentally, they attacked Gong Chengjue's wound.
Gong Chengjue could feel the double damage to his wound, and the pain made him involuntarily furrow his brow.
"What right do you, a junior, have to lecture me?" Gong Changming was no longer giving anyone any face.
"Gong Chengjue, do you think you're still the same as before?" When Old Master Gong was the head of the family, no one dared to act recklessly, but now, the old master has passed away!
"Of course I'm still the same person I was before, but you are not the same person you were before." Gong Chengjue looked at Gong Changming sarcastically.
Gong Changming, enraged and embarrassed, shouted, "Say that again!!"
He stepped forward, intending to attack again.
However, he couldn't even touch Gong Chengjue's cuff.
"Forget it, Second Uncle, you're a magnanimous man, don't hold it against Big Brother," the other cousins of the Gong family advised from the side.
"Yes, Dad, please calm down."
"It's as if it's my older brother's fault." Although Gong Chengkun rushed in after the incident, he was now unconditionally on Gong Chengjue's side.
The Gong family members looked at Gong Chengkun with disdain. Who used to be the one who talked back to Gong Chengjue the most?
As if oblivious to the contemptuous looks from the crowd, Gong Chengkun transformed into Gong Chengjue's close bodyguard, saying, "Grandpa hates seeing family members quarrel the most. Uncle, are you trying to make Grandpa die in peace?"
“That’s right, Second Uncle, it’s clearly your fault, so why is it said that it’s Big Brother’s fault?” Gong Changhong’s daughter also spoke up, unconditionally standing on Gong Chengjue’s side.
"What do you two mean? Do you still respect your elders?"
"That depends on whether what the elders say is right or wrong."
Suddenly, the mourning hall erupted in noise, and Gong Chengjue and Gong Changming's gazes met in the air.
"Fire!" someone shouted outside. The people inside the mourning hall were startled for a moment, then smelled smoke and rushed out.
Suddenly, only Gong Changming and Gong Chengjue remained in the mourning hall.
Gong Chengjue sneered, "So you're not even wearing a mask anymore, are you? So impatient!"
With no one around, Gong Changming truly stopped pretending. He looked at Gong Chengjue and sneered in the same way, "If you don't even recognize your family, don't blame me."
“If Grandpa were still alive, he would have expelled a family member who dragged the family into the mire.” Gong Chengjue looked at the portrait of Old Master Gong in the mourning hall.
Gong Changming clenched his fist. "Unfortunately, you've already missed the best opportunity."
"Is that so?" Gong Chengjue gave him a cold look.
I don't think so.
The fire outside the mourning hall startled Gong Changfan and Gong Changhong, who had just gone to rest. The two rushed over without even changing out of their pajamas.
The fire spread quickly, engulfing a large area in no time. Since wreaths and other items are highly flammable, the flames quickly reached the sky.
Fortunately, the Gong family had a very effective fire prevention system, and the fire was finally extinguished before it could escalate into a more serious blaze.
The funeral hall was burned down, and the exterior decorations were almost unrecognizable.
The wreaths and other decorations were burned down to just the frames.
The fact that a fire occurred during the funeral of Old Master Gong means that if word gets out and outsiders find out, they'll all laugh at the Gong family.
Gong Changhong's face darkened. "How could a fire start out of nowhere?"
The culprit, Gong Chengkun, took the initiative to admit his mistake, saying, "It was my cigarette butt..."
Gong Changming and Gong Chengjue, who had exchanged harsh words inside the mourning hall, had come out. Upon hearing Gong Chengkun's voluntary admission of wrongdoing, Gong Changming added fuel to the fire.
He sneered, "The eldest son's children have always been favored by the old man. But if the old man knew in the afterlife that his two beloved grandsons had one knocked over the wreaths in the mourning hall and the other simply set the wreaths on fire, wouldn't he be so angry that the coffin lid would burst open?"
"Uncle, what do you mean by that?" Gong Chengkun looked at Gong Changming.
"Wasn't it you who set fire to the mourning hall?" Gong Changming glared at him.
"I told you, it was my cigarette butt that accidentally..."
"Who knows if it was an accident or if you were harboring resentment? After all, the old man seemed to dote on you when he was alive, but before he passed away, he didn't even let you see him off." Gong Changming's skill in sowing discord was always superb.
Gong Chengkun's face was ashen.
Among his grandchildren, the old man only allowed Gong Chengjue to accompany him; none of the other grandchildren were allowed to do so.
"Enough." Gong Changfan adopted the demeanor of a family head and looked at Gong Changming. "Does it have to be this chaotic in front of the old man's spirit tablet?"
Gong Changming chuckled, "Such a solemn vigil turned into a fire. As the head of the family, shouldn't you be the one to reflect on your actions? You should be fulfilling your responsibilities. Changfan, how are you going to explain this to the family?"
Once again, he questioned whether his younger brother, Gong Changfan, was capable of being the head of the family.
"Is Uncle questioning Uncle?" Gong Chengjue said coldly, "You're quite resentful that you weren't made the head of the family, aren't you?"
Some things can't be said outright, because saying them outright will...
Gong Changming narrowed his eyes slightly, "Gong Chengjue, you're trying to sow discord."
“Compared to the skill of sowing discord, aren’t you the most skilled, Uncle?” Gong Chengjue retorted without backing down.
Gong Changming looked around at everyone, then took a deep breath. "I ask myself, I have given more to the Gong family than anyone else over the years, and I have always put the Gong family first in everything. Now I am being questioned by a junior. Heh."
Gong Chengjue stared blankly at Gong Changming, waiting for him to continue.
"Changfan, as the head of the family, do you just watch me being questioned like this by my own nephew?" Gong Changming asked with a pained expression.
Gong Chengjue was speaking up for Gong Changfan. He knew better what Gong Changming was thinking. Did he want to reprimand Gong Chengjue for the sake of the bigger picture at this time?
Gong Changfan would never do such a thing, so he chose to remain silent.
"Good, very good. What's the point of me keeping the Gong family like this?" Gong Changming looked at Gong Changfan.
"Uncle, are you going to leave the Gong family?" Gong Chengkun asked in surprise.
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