Ling Chen took a deep breath; the coffin was about to be opened, and it was impossible not to feel excited. If there were no issues, the most important parts of Ling Gengqiu's remains should be inside this coffin. Once Hu Fei finished all the preparations, Ling Chen and Beison lifted each end of the coffin lid together, exerting force to slowly raise it and place it onto the floor.
As the lid was lifted, Hu Fei immediately shone a flashlight into the coffin. Upon seeing the contents, Hu Fei's expression turned exceptionally strange. Noticing his change in expression, Ling Chen, still holding the coffin lid, urgently asked, "Fatty, what's the matter?"
"Ling Chen, I think you should see this."
Hearing this, Ling Chen hurriedly put down the coffin lid and walked over to the coffin. He looked closely, and his expression shifted slightly. Inside the two-meter-long coffin, there was a skull, a ribcage, severed arms and leg bones, while all other parts were cast in gold.
