"Mom, I know why you made me pretend for three years. You were worried about the family's persecution. You said that I was gifted and would become a great person, but without power and influence, I couldn't stand up to them. If I showed any talent, they would surely try to kill me, so we pretended to be useless.",He glanced back at the child, hesitated for a moment, and said in a soft voice: "We don't need to hold a wake. Just renovate my mother's grave site for me. That's how I show filial piety.",Lin nodded, walked to the old man's side, and took out a silver needle, half an inch long like hair, from the pouch hanging from his waist. Then, he carefully pricked the old man's brow.。