Gao Meng, standing by, was greatly shocked by Song Qiao's display.
Why was Song Qiao so agitated, even resorting to a move he had never used before?
She quickly strode to Song Qiao's side, asking urgently, "Master, what's wrong? Why are you so angry and using that powerful move?"
Song Qiao shook his head without a word and walked over to the short tomb robber.
This tomb robber was an ordinary person and had never witnessed such a brutal act.
Song Qiao's earlier strike possessed immense power, even greater than that of firearms, he thought.
Of course, this was merely his limited perspective.
He collapsed to the ground, shrinking back, using his hands and feet to distance himself from Song Qiao.
His feet kicked blindly on the ground, his shoe splashing into the urine flowing from his pants, the mud and yellow water creating a more dismal scene.
He appeared stout but was remarkably timid.
Trembling all over, he stammered, "I'll talk, I'll talk... Sir, please spare me."
"Speak quickly, what do you know? Where are the ashes?"
Gao Meng was also very concerned, staring intently at the man.
"At the crematorium!" he blurted out, not daring to look at either Song Qiao or Gao Meng.
In his eyes, both of them were fearsome demons.
"What? You put my father's ashes there?" Gao Meng's expression changed drastically, anger quickly engulfing her.
Her face filled with malevolence as she glared at the man before her, wishing she could strike him dead immediately.
She reached out and slapped him repeatedly across the face, "You scoundrels, I'll kill you!"
The man cried out in pain, begging for mercy.
"Don't rush, first find out exactly where!" Song Qiao quickly tried to stop Gao Meng, but she seemed not to hear him, continuing to hit him with force.
Song Qiao had no choice but to grab her wrist, forcibly calming her down, and repeated his words.
Gao Meng struggled a few times but couldn't break free. Finally, she slowly calmed down.
She bit her pale lips, "...Speak! Otherwise, I'll kill you immediately!"
"Sir, I wouldn't dare lie to you, everything I say is true... It's in the northwest corner of the crematorium, near the wall. There's a large pagoda tree there, and the ashes are hidden beneath the tree! A large bluestone is placed on top!"
Song Qiao confirmed it multiple times before being sure the man was telling the truth.
"Very well... Now, you may go!" Facing the man's pitiful gaze, Song Qiao said indifferently, "If I ever see you doing this again, I will surely take your life!"
"Don't worry, Sir... Thank you, Sir!" The man expressed his gratitude profusely, scrambled to his feet, and turned to run.
Gao Meng hesitated to speak, then finally asked, "Letting this fellow go so easily, isn't that too kind to him?"
Song Qiao shook his head, "Never mind. This matter is primarily a conflict between you and the Gao family, not with these petty thieves. There's no need to take lives over such things. This person did provide useful information. Killing too much is ultimately not a good thing..."
Gao Meng thought about it and realized it was true; she had been blinded by hatred. She still needed to accumulate more good karma for her father.
"Thank you, Master, you always think things through! But you can't say anything when I deal with the Gao family. I must seek justice for my father and avenge my mother."
Song Qiao looked at Gao Meng and instructed, "Your feud with the Gao family is irreconcilable, and I certainly won't stop you; I will even help you. However, you must also understand that you need to think carefully before acting, and not let hatred cloud your judgment, lest you regret it deeply in the future!"
"Don't worry, I will control my emotions and not let them completely override my reason!"
Song Qiao nodded.
Just as he was about to say something more, the phone rang.
Looking over, he saw it was from the tomb robber who had just been killed.
A thought crossed his mind, and he went to the tomb robber's side, retrieving his phone.
The caller ID showed "Young Master Gao."
He casually answered, and a boisterous voice came through.
"Gao Run! Gao Meng immediately recognized him.
"Hello, what's going on with you two? You haven't finished with this little matter yet? You can't even handle a bit of broken ashes, what do I need you for! If you don't hurry up and finish, the final payment will be gone!"
*Creak*, Gao Meng gritted her teeth.
"Also, my elder brother is getting engaged tomorrow, so be mindful and don't bring any bad luck back."
"Oh, and I heard Gao Meng is back. When the time comes, I'll order you to take photos of the grave and show them to her. Hmph, this is what happens when you covet things you shouldn't."
"Of course, it would be best if you could take her life. You'll be well rewarded then! Did you understand?"
"Why aren't you talking? Damn it, are you deaf or mute?"
"Gao Run, don't worry, you're as good as dead!" Song Qiao said with a cold smile.
"Who are you? Speak quickly, who the hell are you!" Gao Run sounded somewhat exasperated.
"Hmph, the one who's going to take your life! I'll tell you, your men have met a terrible end, and so will you. You'll be joining them soon! Still want to get engaged, dream on!"
Saying this, Song Qiao hung up without waiting for a response.
"The Gao family can be counted among the three great families of the demonic realm, alongside the Xu and Zheng families. Now, seeing how the Gao family behaves, it's somewhat hard to imagine. They're truly unreliable!" Song Qiao shook his head, perplexed.
Looking up and seeing Gao Meng's sorrowful expression, he silenced himself and stepped forward to embrace her.
"Don't worry, we'll go find your father's ashes now and give him a proper burial!"
Gao Meng leaned her head against his shoulder, "Thank you, having you here makes me feel so secure!"
It was truly wonderful to have Song Qiao as her support and backing!
He smiled slightly, "Still thanking me? Besides, I'm your master, of course, I'll look out for you. Don't worry, I've got this!"
With that, the two slowly walked down the pine-covered hillside, left the cemetery, and headed straight for the crematorium.
Gao Meng knew the crematorium the man had spoken of.
Her father had been cremated there.
However, she wasn't very familiar with the specific facilities and layout inside.
After all, a place like that was not meant for sightseeing.
Indeed, they found the large pagoda tree.
The area was secluded, and not many people usually came here.
Gao Meng and Song Qiao both had sharp eyes and quickly found clues. Following them, they located the bluestone, moved it aside, and after digging through the shallow soil, they discovered the urn.
Gao Meng was overcome with emotion and rushed forward, hugging the urn to her chest.
Opening the box, she found the ashes were relatively intact, and she finally felt at ease, tears streaming down her face again.
"Alright, let's find a time to properly bury the elder's ashes!" Song Qiao said to her gently.
Gao Meng nodded softly.
Her eyes were filled with tears, but a smile graced her face.