The crowd slowly and consciously formed into rows and lines, then everyone looked towards the central mourning hall, surrounded by wreaths full of flowers, many from some well-known figures in the Sunan area, even one sent by Xu Hongxing.
Outside the group of Shura Alliance members dressed in black suits and holding black umbrellas were some police officers in uniform, and some fully armed soldiers.
After all, this was the provincial capital city, and with so many people gathering, even the bigwigs of Sunan feared any trouble, which was why the order was directly issued to summon so many people to maintain order at the scene.
Inside the mourning hall, Song Yun saw several people, Li Shishi, Qingluan, and others, but the usually lively and cheerful crowd was now silent, dressed in black women's suits, looking at Song Yun with expressions of concern and comfort.
"Song Yun, are you okay?" Li Shishi stepped forward and stood in front of Song Yun, asking with concern.
