章 227: Clough the Second? Part 1

This was Tang En's second time going to a funeral since his arrival in England. However, compared to the first, he did not feel sorrowful. A person like Boss invoked complex feelings in him. Fondness, respect, and some displeasure, all mixed together. So Tang En couldn't be like Clough's family, who all had tears running down their faces.

It was a private funeral. Very, very private. Other than Clough's family, Tang En was the sole outsider. He wore a black suit with dark sunglasses and stood with his head bowed behind the rest, attending the funeral in silence.

Other than comforting Madam Barbara, who did not actually seem in need of comforting, but for a few words at the beginning, Tang En did not say a word throughout the funeral. And the ceremonial process made no arrangements for him to speak.