The two men were also dressed in black, with a white flower pinned to their chests. It seemed they had arrived a little earlier than him.

"Big brother."

"Big brother."

The two called him in unison, letting him know that no matter what happened, they were there!

Beiming Han glanced at the two and asked, "Where’s Grandpa?"

"Still in the bedroom," Huangfu Ye replied.

On his way, Beiming Han saw the Beiming Family’s bodyguards and servants kneeling everywhere, all dressed in black, with the sound of crying echoing continuously.

In Beiming Lingyun’s bedroom, he lay on the bed, covered with a blanket, as if he were asleep.

Lieyan and the butler were kneeling at the front; the butler was crying, and Lieyan knelt as if in a daze.

Upon seeing Beiming Han enter, he quickly crawled to his feet and cried, "Sixth Young Master, you’ve come. The old master was fine before bed; I even gave him his medication. How could he suddenly pass away?"

"How did you discover it?" Beiming Han’s face paled.

"The old master took a lot of medication, which wasn’t good for his kidneys; he had the habit of waking up at night. Today, he didn’t call me. I woke up on my own to check on him and found he was already..." Lieyan sobbed uncontrollably.

Beiming Han approached and looked at the old man’s kindly face; although his complexion had changed, his expression was peaceful, showing no signs of suffering.

In this way, he could be a little more at ease.

"Is everything prepared?"

"The old master might have foreseen this day. He had me prepare everything long ago," the butler answered.

"Go bring the old master back, send out the message, and let Grandpa be laid to rest," Beiming Han said in a deep voice.

The last time he visited the old man’s study, the old man had almost clearly arranged everything for after his passing.

He first told him, no matter what happened, Beiming Qianqian must be spared, then gave sporadic instructions about his affairs after death.

The butler immediately went to carry it out.

Beiming Han looked at the kind-faced old man and knelt by the bed with a thud, closing his eyes as tears rolled down again.

Beiming Lingyun was moved to the ancestral hall, and Beiming Han, Huangfu Ye, and Bai Jingqing were talking in the small living room.

"Big brother, are we really going to let the old man pass on without any clarity? Can you really be at peace and swallow this anger?" Huangfu Ye was very angry because everyone knew the old man’s death was suspicious.

"Before he died, Grandpa instructed us not to perform an autopsy. He only wanted to leave quietly," Beiming Han’s voice was heavy, just like his current mood.

"Don’t be angry either. The old man saw through everything long ago. It’s us who haven’t realized it. Since the old man has already left, let him go peacefully without doing anything against his last wishes," Bai Jingqing shook his head at Huangfu Ye, signaling not to say anything more provocative.

Huangfu Ye sighed helplessly, and the atmosphere became silent. Beiming Han looked at Bai Jingqing, "Can you see any clues?"

Bai Jingqing shook his head, "Just by looking at the surface, nothing can be seen. You know, technology is so advanced now, and the field of medicine is beyond what many can imagine."

"Let’s try our best to handle Grandpa’s affairs," Beiming Han said, as it was the only thing he could do now.

"Should we notify Beiming Yu?" Huangfu Ye asked for Beiming Han’s opinion.

"I guess he’s already received the news... I hope he doesn’t come," Beiming Han’s expression was very solemn as he looked up at the person entering.