Chapter 233: Chapter 111 Conflict at the Funeral_2 Chapter 233: Chapter 111 Conflict at the Funeral_2 The attention for the young man with the surname Li was clearly facilitated by some backing force.
Having seen it too many times in his previous life, Xu Mo was certainly familiar with this.
Xu Mo felt somewhat sorrowful.
They seemed to have forgotten an old War God who, twenty years ago, had single-handedly blocked a breach and who was still risking his life to emerge from that gap at an advanced age.
It seemed that no one remembered the Southwest Military District soldiers who were annihilated after breaking out, or the countless soldiers who died on the battlefield of the Southwest Military District.
All this seemed to have been forgotten.
The vehicle traveled along, eventually reaching the rural area south of Steel Dome City, near the outskirts of the city.
Nanling, the mausoleum area of Steel Dome City.
In front of Lin Qingze’s tombstone.
Besides Lin Qingze’s family, many others came today to see him off.
Among them were many teachers and instructors from Noah Academy, here to send Dean Lin on his final journey.
People gradually continued to gather here.
When Xu Mo and his group arrived, the crowd automatically parted a way, not because of Xu Mo, but because the Old Dean was here.
“Old Dean.”
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Seeing the Old Dean had arrived, Mrs.
Lin stepped aside as he bowed to the tombstone, then spoke, “I thought I, an old bag of bones, would go first, but you beat me to it.
However, it won’t be long until I join you, and then, we’ll have a few drinks together.”
“Old Dean…” Mrs.
Lin’s eyes were tearful.
“Sister-in-law, over the years, I let Qingze do so much work for me, which took away much of his time with his family.
I am really sorry,” the Old Dean bowed to Mrs.
Lin.
Mrs.
Lin, crying, stepped forward to support the elder, not daring to accept.
“Old Dean, Qingze was happy to work for you.
He always took pride in it, without regrets, and we are also proud of it,” Mrs.
Lin said.
“Qingze had no regrets, but I do,” the elder sighed deeply.
If he had not made Lin Qingze sit on that position, Lin Qingze would not have been killed.
To this day, no one has given an explanation; the Monster has not been found; the case has been settled, and it was ruled that he died at the hands of a Monster during the disaster.
But where is the Monster?
No one knows, nor does anyone care.
The city is busy creating new heroes; who cares about a Dean who was killed by a “Monster” during a disaster?
“Xu Mo.” The elder called out; Xu Mo came forward and looked at the tombstone, where he saw the words “student Xu Mo.”
“Qingze discovered you and recommended you to the academy, thus, he truly can be considered your teacher,” the elder spoke, “After paying respects, stand by the side.”
“Yes, teacher.” Xu Mo stood in front of the tombstone and deeply bowed in salute.
After bowing three times, he stepped aside and stood next to Lin Yao by the tombstone, attending the funeral as a relative.
“Thank you, Brother Xu Mo,” Lin Yao said, her eyes red.
She seemed not to have slept well these past few days, and had dark circles under her eyes.
“As your teacher’s student, I am indeed your brother now,” Xu Mo looked at her, “No more crying.”
“Yes,” Lin Yao nodded vigorously, but her tears kept flowing.
Although Lin Qingze was not a hero, involved with his work to the extent of neglecting his family, his family members understood him, loved him, and took pride in him.
One by one, people came forward to bow and pay their respects, offering fresh flowers placed in front of the tombstone.
Fatty Lin came with his wife and daughter Sun Xiaoxiao, the three of them bowed in turn.
Sun Xiaoxiao also restrained her usual joking demeanor, appearing very serious and quiet, without speaking.
The funeral was enveloped in an atmosphere of sorrow.
At that moment, a commotion arose from the back of the crowd as a group of people made their way forward, led by a middle-aged man with short hair and clean attire who appeared very capable.
Many furrowed their brows.
Why had he come?
The new dean of Noah Academy, Tie Rong.
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He had taken office the day after Lin Qingze was murdered.
Moreover, there were mysterious circumstances surrounding Dean Lin’s murder, and yet Tie Rong had come to attend the funeral.
Elder Tantai and Fatty Lin also furrowed their brows, but today was Lin Qingze’s funeral, and they didn’t want to cause a scene, so they didn’t stop him.
Tie Rong walked up to the gravestone, bowed deeply to Lin Qingze’s tombstone, and then began to speak, “Dean Lin’s murder is a disaster for Noah Academy.
Over the years, Dean Lin worked diligently, dedicating a great deal of effort to Noah Academy, and the academy will remember the contributions he made.”
Someone was filming in the back.
Fatty Lin’s frown deepened.
Was this man here to attend the funeral or to put on a show?
Or perhaps to assert his status?
“Is the Old Dean well?” Tie Rong asked, turning to Elder Tantai.
Elder Tantai glanced at him, turned away casually, and ignored him, clearly not intending to give him any face.
Tie Rong felt awkward but seemed not to care as he continued, “Old Dean, please accept my condolences, and madam, please grieve with restraint.”
Saying this, he turned and walked toward the outside.
Standing in front of the crow, he stopped and spoke up, “Dean Lin worked diligently and was always committed to Noah Academy.
Although Dean Lin is now gone, he would likely prefer to see you working at the academy.
Your collective departure has brought the academy to a standstill, which I believe is not something Dean Lin would have wanted to see.
It’s about time to head back.
Those who didn’t ask for leave should write a self-critique report.”
The crowd furrowed their brows.
Was the newly appointed Tie Rong really scolding people at a funeral?
“Are you sick?” Leng Qiu couldn’t hold back and cursed at Tie Rong.
Tie Rong’s gaze fell on her as he said, “You must be Leng Qiu from the Mecha Department?”
“Explain your behavior after you go back,” Tie Rong continued.
“I quit, screw this,” Leng Qiu said coldly.
“I quit too.”
“Resigning…” People began to speak up one after another, proving some things by being there.
Tie Rong frowned but inwardly sneered.
It was time for Noah Academy to have new blood.
Fatty Lin stepped forward, approached the person filming, and said, “Leave the equipment behind.”
The person ignored him and packed away the filming equipment.
Fatty Lin narrowed his eyes.
Today was Dean Lin’s funeral.
He didn’t want to stir trouble, and nobody wanted to stir trouble.
But someone was deliberately provoking them.
The cause of Lin Qingze’s death was unclear, and here was Tie Rong, making them sick.
“Bang.”
Fatty Lin’s hefty body suddenly lunged forward, his terrifying momentum behind him, he raised his foot and kicked out.
“Boom…” A loud sound echoed as Fatty Lin’s sweeping kick landed on the person, causing the filming equipment to fall to the ground, and the person was kicked away, landing heavily on the ground.
Fatty Lin walked over, looked down at the filming equipment, and stomped on it.
A cracking sound ensued as he crushed it completely.