I, Qi Tongwei: Cry at the Grave? I'll Make Li Dakang Kneel!

A gunshot rang out on Guying Ridge.

Qi Tongwei was dead.

When he opened his eyes again, he was sitting in Zhao Lichun's Coaster, with the mountain road to his hometown passing outside as they headed there to pay respects to the ancestors.

In his previous life, he had knelt before the Zhao family graves and wept his heart out. All he got in return was a transfer order and a lifetime of mockery from Li Dakang: "Qi Tongwei got ahead by crying at a grave!"

This time, Qi Tongwei did not kneel. He took out a white towel, wiped the tombstone until it was spotless, stepped back three paces, and stood straight.

"A cup of wine to honor our ancestors' integrity. Three bows to express the grief of those who came after."

Zhao Lichun nodded. "Good."

Just then, someone fell to their knees behind him with a thud.

It was Li Dakang.

He threw himself on the ground, wailing his heart out. "Madam! I have failed you! I couldn't help Secretary Zhao shoulder his burdens!"

Qi Tongwei looked down at the man who had mocked him for his entire previous life.

So Li Dakang had written the script for crying at the grave.

In his previous life, Qi Tongwei had stolen the scene from him.

This time, Li Dakang could only pick up the script he'd thrown away and give it everything he had.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.