Chapter 879 Selfish Greed

Maxwell raised an eyebrow, and he untied the rope from my feet. It seemed as if he had no intention of letting me go, and he looked at Idris. "You can see the hundreds of graves behind us, right, Mr. Young? They've been forgotten here for over a decade, and died under mysterious circumstances. Since you want to atone for your sins, you can go and clear the weeds in front of their graves." With his hands cuffed, Idris did not say anything in response to Maxwell's request. He simply walked to the graves and began clearing them, one by one. The cemetery was old and deep in the mountains, so it was just as Maxwell said. It had not been tended to, and weeds and rocks were everywhere. Idris did not have any tools, so he had to pull out the weeds and move the rocks by hand. He was used to a life of luxury and had never done anything like this before, so soon his hands were covered in scratches and blood. Meanwhile, Maxwell and I watched in silence. Idris did not show any negligence or dis