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Chapter 5652

Circe sat in a daze beside the casket, her eyes reddened. The previous two days had been

a nightmare for her. She had no idea that her initial marriage proposal would end in

tragedy.

Tuji, dressed in white, appeared by the hall’s door at that moment, agitated. He had

unexpectedly lost his beloved son. It was a devastating blow to him. In two days, he

appeared to have aged ten years.

Archfiend Antigonus stood behind him, a blank expression on his face.

Tuji scanned the crowd and greeted each sect representative. "I appreciate your coming to

my son’s funeral."

The representatives stood up to respond.

"You are too kind, Sir Tuji."

"Our condolences to you."

"Who would have thought? Sir Tuji, our deepest condolences."

While comforting Tuji, the audience subconsciously sized up Archfiend Antigonus. Was that

the new disciple Tuji Lange accepted? He did appear to be unique.

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Tuji nodded as he heard their condolences. He appeared calm on the outside, but he was

in mourning on the inside.

He strolled up the wooden platform, waving his hand and motioning for everyone to be

quiet.

The entire Lange family manor fell silent at once.

"Everyone!" Tuji took a deep breath. After collecting his emotions, he slowly said, "This

time, other than inviting all of you to my son's funeral, I also need everyone to be my

witness."

Then, Tuji growled, "Graham from the Wudang Sect had killed my beloved son. An

unforgivable crime."

Tuji spent the next ten minutes recounting his son's death and his investigation at the

time.

Swoosh!

The sect representatives were furious when they learned of that. They yelled loudly.

"Who would have thought that the Wudang Sect would have such scum."

"What a violent person! He had to sacrifice his life."

"Yes, a life for another life."

Tuji turned around to point to a few disciples below as the group chimed in. They

recognized him right away. They turned around and dragged Graham, who was tied up,

out of the backyard.

The disciples tied Graham around a wooden stake they had prepared for him on the

wooden platform.

Graham had a pale complexion. He appeared extremely frail. His eyes were filled with

terror and panic.

When the sect representatives saw Graham, they began scolding him.

"Scum!"

"Just die!"

"Kill him!"

Graham was terrified and nervous as he faced their yells. He looked around and yelled, "I

am not a murderer, and I did not murder Zenyi. I am being set up! I am being set up!"

However, no one believed him. Their yells quickly drowned out his explanation.

Circe was in the funeral hall then, with an indifferent gaze on the situation outside. She

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muttered to herself as she turned to face Graham. "Why? Why did you murder Zenyi?"

At that moment, Archfiend Antigonus appeared behind her and gently said, "Senior Sister,

don't feel too bad. Don't get too worked up over that. One never knows another person

truly. Graham is not worth your time."

Circe nodded. She felt a little better listening to Archfiend Antigonus' advice.

It was still drizzling.

At that moment. Tuji looked at the skies and shouted," Zenyi, I am avenging you." Tuji's

internal energy then erupted. He hit Graham on the head.

Buzz!

The attack contained all of Tuji's internal energy. The surrounding air distorted. Its powers

were terrifying.

Feeling the force, Graham was in despair. He shut his eyes in resignation.

"Stop!"

However, just in time, someone yelled, and a figure dashed to the wooden platform,

blocking Tuji's attack head-on.

Rumble!

A rumble was heard, and both were forced to take a few steps back.

Tuji looked up after regaining his balance to see who it was. His pupils were dilated. "Jacob

Yohan, you brought up a scumbag. How dare you show yourself?"

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