??724: Chapter 713: The Burial
724: Chapter 713: The Burial
The crowd slowly and consciously ford into rows and lines, then everyone looked towards the central mourning hall, surrounded by wreaths full of flowers, many from so well-known figures in the Sunan area, even one sent by Xu Hongxing.
Outside the group of Shura Alliance mbers dressed in black suits and holding black umbrellas were so police officers in uniform, and so fully ard soldiers.
After all, this was the provincial capital city, and with so many people gathering, even the bigwigs of Sunan feared any trouble, which was why the order was directly issued to summon so many people to maintain order at the scene.
Inside the mourning hall, Song Yun saw several people, Li Shishi, Qingluan, and others, but the usually lively and cheerful crowd was now silent, dressed in black won’s suits, looking at Song Yun with expressions of concern and comfort.
“Song Yun, are you okay?” Li Shishi stepped forward and stood in front of Song Yun, asking with concern.
I’m fine,” Song Yun slightly curled his lips, giving what could be considered a smile, then said, “Consider yourselves as Wang Hu’s relatives.
We can’t find Wang Hu’s real relatives.”
Okay, we can!” Li Shishi nodded and led the won to the side of Wang Hu and his wife’s coffins.
Song Yun then said to Li Tang, “Okay, the ceremony can begin.”
Li Tang nodded and walked down.
Before long, the mourning music began.
Then Li Tang, dressed in a Daoist robe, ca up, mumbling so words Song Yun could not understand.
Conducting the funeral rites was a very solemn and heavy task, so there’s no need to dwell on that here.
By the ti the funeral rites were over, about three or four hours had passed, and more and more Shura Alliance mbers were gathering in front of the mourning hall because Shura Alliance’s influence reached throughout Sunan.
Even Song Yun himself did not know how many mbers there were, and the only one who probably knew very clearly, Wang Hu, now lay in his coffin.
In these four or so hours, the number of Shura Alliance mbers outside the mourning hall had increased from over a thousand earlier to now seemingly about three thousand.
Those who ca wore identical black suits with white cloth tied around their arms; so held umbrellas, while others stood in the rain, lined up.
Due to the sheer number of people, those arriving later couldn’t even see the mourning hall at the front.
The rain grew heavier and heavier.
After the public mourning was over, it was ti for relatives and friends to say their last goodbyes.
Li Shishi and the others, as Wang Hu’s relatives, naturally stood at the host’s position to greet the visitors.
The first to step forward was naturally Song Yun himself.
Song Yun placed a bunch of white flowers in front of Wang Hu’s coffin and laid Wang Hu’s ring on top of the coffin, saying, “Brother Hu, you left too soon.
I regret not having the chance to drink with you one more ti.
Life is but a few decades.
You went before us; it might be a bit lonely, but don’t worry, every year I’ll burn so beauties for you to keep you from feeling too lonely!” Song Yun paused, then shook his head and continued, “I forgot your wife is with you too, haha, Sister-in-law, I’ll take good care of Long Ba, you just rest assured.
You and Brother Hu wait below; soon, those who hard you will join you.”
After speaking, Song Yun walked over to Li Shishi and said, “I’m Wang Hu’s brother, practically family.”
Mm,” Li Shishi reached out and took Song Yun’s hand, saying, “We are all Wang Hu’s family.”
Following Song Yun, Black Flood Dragon ca up, with Xiao Hei beside him.
The usually lively Xiao Hei now carried a deanor of solemnity and sorrow.
“Hu B, I won’t say much.
In the next life, we will still be brothers.
You just wait for
down there; before you know it, I will join you.
Rember to have the money ready for the poker debts you owe .” After Black Flood Dragon finished, he placed his flowers on top of Wang Hu’s coffin, and Xiao Hei too placed a bunch of flowers.
Afterward ca Zhao Yan, Jue Wu, Hua Manlou, ng Ku, and others with martial prowess.
Then ca Xie zi and others, followed by ordinary Shura Alliance mbers.
More than an hour later, basically everyone who was supposed to co to see Wang Hu for the last ti did.
People from Sunan’s upper society also ca one after another to express their condolences.
Director Wang did not co in person, but his secretary did.
“Director Wang asked
to tell you to keep a low profile,” the secretary whispered after laying down his flowers.
A flash of violence crossed Song Yun’s face, “My brother Song Yun has left, and he deserves a glorious farewell.”
He sighed and said no more, but walked towards the outskirts of the crowd to instruct his subordinates to turn a blind eye if anything happened later.
With such a big event, naturally, so dia followed.
Under Song Yun’s orders, only Lin Yu’s people were granted access to the scene.
Other dia outlets were unexceptionally blocked outside.
If anyone dared to spout off or make a fuss, the grieving Shura Alliance mbers would not hesitate to let them experience pain.
“Condolences,” Lin Yu said softly to Song Yun.
Mm, I know,” Song Yun nodded and said, “You know what to shoot and what not to shoot, right?”
Mm, I understand,” Lin Yu nodded to indicate he understood.
“I want your station to do a live broadcast.
I want the whole world to see that my brother Song Yun, even in death, leaves with glory many tis that of others,” Song Yun said with narrowed eyes.
“This…
I need to apply to my station,” Lin Yu hesitated and said.
“I’ve already talked to the TV station people,” ca the voice of Shen Yan from outside.
“Alright then,” Lin Yu said, “Is the live broadcast van on-site?”
“It’s already here, and your province’s helicopters are out too,” Shen Yan said, “You just take care of the reporting.”
“Helicopters too?” Lin Yu’s face changed slightly, then he nodded seriously and said, “I understand.”
“Thanks,” Song Yun said, looking at Shen Yan.
“No need for that between brothers,” Shen Yan shook his head and placed a bunch of flowers next to Wang Hu’s coffin, saying, “Brother Wang Hu, it’s Shen Yan.
We’ve drunk together.
I rushed over from out of town as soon as I heard about the accident, sorry if I’m late.
Don’t take it to heart, and we’ll drink together again when I get there.”
Following Shen Yan, several more groups ca, including those sent by small cliques to pay their respects, and a series of people linked with Song Yun by business interests such as the Green Sect.
By around five o’clock in the afternoon, the affairs at the mourning hall were nearly settled.
Next was the burial, and as per the customs in Sunan, cremation was the norm.
The vehicle carrying Wang Hu and his wife’s coffins slowly drove towards the crematorium on the other side of Sunan.
In front of the hearse was a line of black Audis, followed by Bentleys carrying Song Yun and others, with more black Audis trailing behind.
The long procession drove onto the elevated bridge.
Sunan traffic police, upon receiving instructions from certain individuals, specifically cordoned off the route leading to the crematorium.
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