Outside Beijing's southern suburbs, at an unnamed cemetery, Lin knelt before a nameless tombstone. With an emotionless expression, he set the yellow paper in his hand alight and placed it in the brazier.,Holding his hand out, he then cast a glance at Lin kneeling by the tombstone. He said seriously: "Brother, if you are willing to take my grandfather away from here, our Xia family will be eternally grateful to you. You can ask for anything, and we will give it to you!","An An, what do you want to do" the old man hurriedly grabbed her.。