chapter 32 How dare a dog make such a noise?

Necola's pretty face was filled with grief, and she stood behind Brantson, sobbing softly.
Persaius stood aside and remained silent.
For a moment, as if infected by his emotions, the entire cemetery was filled with oppressive silence.
At this time, a black Rolls-Royce slowly stopped at the entrance of the cemetery.
A middle-aged man in a black suit hurriedly got out of the car, holding up an umbrella, then he opened the rear door and said respectfully, "Miss, the South Mountain Cemetery...