That day, Ye Tian stood outside of the cemetery, listening to Zhang Daniu talk incessantly to a tombstone with less than kind words for half a day.
Tang Su calmly watched as Zhang Daniu and the others busily yet orderly tidied up the room's contents. This group of extremely strong and terrifying people finally gathered around Ye Tian. Each one was much stronger than Ye Tian; any one of them could easily beat him into a pulp with one hand. Whether they were willing or not, she didn't know, but Tang Su always stood firmly by Ye Tian's side, even if it meant death.
Ye Tian looked at Tang Su sitting serenely in a pear blossom chair, with Li Ruoshui, who was as indifferent as water, by her side. Although the two women were the only females among this group of big men, they didn't interact much—sometimes they wouldn't speak a single word to each other all day, just passing strangers on the leaf of a duckweed.
"What are you looking at, don't just stand there, go and help."
