Chapter 1912 How Could You Have Such Thoughts?
- Guests surrounded Finley Dean, watching him sobbing uncontrollably. They whispered to each other, "Poor Lord Bo, he's really pitiful! His wife died a few years ago, and now another wife died a few years later, and they were all burned to death. Is he cursed?"
- "Why would you say that? Lord Bo is already suffering enough. What does it have to do with us whether he is cursed or not?"
- "We came here for a wedding banquet, but now it has turned into a funeral. Lord Bo is really pitiful..."