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“I thought that those two would come back to repay the favor of the villagers, but... Haha... We've thought too well
of them. They never came back to the village in the past two years—they didn't even bother visiting their parents.
Why did the villagers provide for their education? It was for them to improve their statuses and repay the favor to
the village. Yannick and Yoshua's actions had let the villagers down. In fact, we were even discussing whether or not
to hold them accountable for this at their company. Just as the villagers were about to go to the brothers to settle
the score, the brothers suddenly came back. They told me that they would be holding a banquet to thank the
villagers and repay the villagers for their help with the savings they've accumulated throughout the years. That
delighted everyone, and we were sure that we had done the right thing by investing in the brothers. Alas, nothing in
life is unpredictable. The brothers died from gas poisoning that night, and so did their ill parents. The villagers were
livid, of course, but there was nothing they could do. After all, they couldn't just watch as the Lewises' bodies rotted
in their own house, so the villagers funded their burial.”
Zeke did not believe that Yannick and Yoshua were dead.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThey were related to the mysterious huge hand and were certainly no ordinary people, so there was no way they
would die just like that.
Zeke then hastily asked, “Sir, where are Yannick and Yoshua buried?”
The elderly man answered, “Oh, they were buried at the front of the village. Would you like to visit their graves? I'll
lead you there.”
The moment the elderly man received money from Zeke, he saw Zeke as the Lewises' kin instead of an unfamiliar
enemy, so he was particularly enthusiastic about helping Zeke out.
Zeke replied, “All right. Thank you.”
The elderly man then handed the money to an elderly woman and said, “Keep a close eye on the money and don't
let anyone steal them. We'll split the money when I'm back.”
“Of course, of course.”
The elderly woman nodded fervently before hugging the money close to herself. Once she reached home, she
locked the door from the inside and stopped anyone from going in.
The elderly man then said to Zeke, “Mr. Williams, this way, please. I'll lead you to their graves now.”
Most of the villagers had gone with Zeke to the graves.
They were hoping that Zeke would suddenly give them money again.
The Lewis family was an ordinary, small family, so there were only a few graves around.
The newest four graves were Yannick's and his family's.
The graves were simple and did not even have gravestones. There was no way anyone who was not from the
village could figure out which grave was Yannick's and which was Yoshua's.
Thus, Zeke asked, “Which ones are Yannick's and Yoshua's?”
The elderly man pointed at the two graves at the side. “These two.”
“I'll have to trouble you to dig up the graves.”
“What?”
The villagers were stunned by his request.
Did we hear that wrong? Yannick's relative wants to dig their graves? Is he really their relative? He sounds more like
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmtheir enemy!
The elderly man was obviously unwilling. “No, no. Young man, it's immoral to dig up graves. You'll go to hell for
that.”
“I'll be frank with you. I doubt Yannick and Yoshua died, so these must be empty graves.”
The elderly man quickly said, “That's not possible. Young man, you must have made a mistake. I saw them enter
the coffins and into the ground myself, so how can these graves be empty?”
Nevertheless, Zeke insisted, “Please just do as I say. These graves must be empty.”
The elderly man shook his head still. “No, no, no. I won't dig someone's grave, so Mr. Williams, please spare me.”
Right then, Sole Wolf fished out the last few thousand he had. “Anyone who digs the graves will get the money.”
Brave men would rise in the face of good rewards.
It was only a few thousand, but those few thousand amounted to the villagers' years of savings.
Soon, an old unmarried man, Lev, stood out and boldly said, “I'll do it. Even if I go to hell, that'll only happen after I
die. Why would a living man care about what happens after death? I can dig the graves, but can you give me the
money first?”
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