Something astonishing was happening right under everyone's watchful eyes.
Between Lang Yilang's lips, the Heavenly Orchid petal turned into a ray of light of ten colors before it vanished instantly.
A cloud of white vapor emanated from the top of Lang Yilang's head. The dense white vapor slowly changed shape and gradually formed into a holographic image that looked exactly like Lang Yilang.
A flower petal of ten colors floated above him as he gazed at everyone somewhat sorrowfully.
Smiling, Chu Yang held up his hands in a gesture of respect. "Brother Lang, rest in peace! May you have a happy, loving and lasting union in your next life!"
Wei Wuyan and the others bowed at the same time. "May you rest in peace!"
The four officers dropped to their knees. "Boss… May you rest in peace… sob…" They simply couldn't hold back the sorrow and grief in their hearts. Even though they knew that they shouldn't cry, they couldn't help it nonetheless.