I've been near the Liao family these past days, and I've seen everything clearly.

Everyone is frightened, and all need the copper coffin for the Liao family to maintain stability.

But even so, I still perceive that predators like wolves and tigers have already set their sights on the Liao family.

This matter will inevitably be exposed sooner or later.

The old master is already dead, and my father is near death as well, far more seriously affected than me, I can feel it.

Even now, I can feel the essence of my life slipping away bit by bit.

At most, I'll only live for a few decades before passing away.

The two Ninth Tier members of the Liao family will meet their end even sooner; they can only hold on for another twenty years.

Twenty years is far from enough time for the Liao family to produce another Ninth Tier unaffected by the curse.

I also know that possibly going directly to the Divine Dynasty would yield better results.

The Lihuo Institute or the Langya Institute will certainly have an interest in researching these matters.

But I do not trust them; by then, the Liao family will surely suffer other calamities.

If it is impossible to resolve the issue, I wish to ask you one more thing.

I am willing, in the remaining days of my life, to assist you with anything you need.

I only hope that, in several decades, you will protect the last incense fire of the Liao family."

Yu Ziqing was silent for a moment.

"Do you dare trust me?"

"At least you've never committed any evil deeds, you've fulfilled what you've promised, and you have no interest in the meager fortune of the Liao family."

"Do you know who I am?"

"I can only guess where you come from, deduce who you might be; you have managed to protect so many... people, and having done so many good deeds over the years, you can surely protect the last incense fire of the Liao family as well."

Yu Ziqing felt somewhat dazed.

He wasn't too surprised that someone had guessed his identity, after all, at Jinlan Mountain, he was the only one outside making decisions.

He just didn't expect to be seen as a good person in the eyes of a White Water Egg.

Because he had done many good deeds over the years, he dared to trust himself.

Whenever he was free, he performed almsgiving to the hungry ghosts, and in the name of Jinlan Mountain, protected them, even opened a massacre because of the hungry ghosts.

Both the filth bucket and the sweet rain, in essence, were considered with the welfare of Jinlan Mountain in mind.

But to some extent, it indeed benefited the general public.

Especially with the filth bucket, the things derived from it brought tangible benefits to ordinary people.

After all, with the filth bucket absorbing filth and toxins, the immediate outcome is that even plagues appear very rarely now.

To be honest, Yu Ziqing never thought of this.

The main reason for the visit of the White Water Egg, who held the highest position, was actually this reason.

Ability and strength were definitely not what No. 4 valued the most.

Yu Ziqing looked at No. 4 and asked the final question.

"I just have one question: why do you care so much about the Liao family?

Logically, you shouldn't even remember anything from your time there."

"No.1 occasionally goes out, No.2 is absent for years, and No.3 doesn't manage things; I handle the miscellaneous duties at the station.

By a stroke of luck, I discovered my former identity.

I don't remember it, but I've been with my daughter since she was little, watching her grow up.

Every year, she visits my grave on my death anniversary and talks to me for a long time.

I was once a death row prisoner, and she was the daughter of one, which caused her much distress.

She once cursed me but came to terms with it as she grew up.

I can't remember the past, yet I remember seeing her once every year on that day.

Understanding my history, even if I remember nothing, the connection by blood inevitably feels different.

My life is expendable; when I'm gone, I'm gone, but I don't want her to die as well.

For many years, during her visits, she never called me 'dad'.

A few days ago, when she visited, she called me 'dad' once more, saying she would soon join me.

I don't know how I felt; I just felt unbearable pain, I don't want her to die."

Yu Ziqing looked at No. 4, whose voice had a slight tremor, and sighed secretly.

"I can promise you, if one day, the Liao family faces great changes.

I will help preserve the last incense fire of the Liao family, ensuring it is not completely destroyed.

This is nothing like a transaction; consider it a moment of softness upon seeing you still have some human sentiment.

As for breaking the curse, I honestly have no confidence at all.

I believe that possibly no one in this world can be confident about solving this issue."

"That's enough, that's enough." No. 4 was satisfied.

He also knew how troublesome this curse was.

Old Master Liao already did his utmost to mitigate the damage; no one could blame him, nor would it be of any use to do so.

In fact, from the very beginning, he never entertained hopes of breaking the curse.

He only wanted to find an alternative path for the Liao family.

Because it was his daughter, at his grave, who spoke of her vision.

He felt very distressed, had done nothing significant in life, just wanted to fulfill one of his daughter's wishes, and that was all.

Yu Ziqing took a rubbing of the rune on No. 4's chest.

Brought it back for Yang to take a look, to see if there was any corresponding record.

Lately, Yang seemed relatively free, even took time to come back for meals and had the mood to watch the fun with a bowl in hand.

Yang received the rune and observed it for quite a while, listening to Yu Ziqing's account.

"This is certainly not a curse from the Undying Mandala, as the Undying Mandala wouldn't have such capabilities.

But this rune, along with your mention of Bone Spur, sounds like something else.

I feel like I've seen a record in Dadui's library somewhere, will search for it another day."