Lord Zuo just emerged from the ghostly Yin Road, not fully back to himself yet, only to find his son's grave had been dug up. Infuriated, he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
Although he knew his son was still alive, if he were truly dead, wouldn't digging up his grave be a curse of unrest after death?
Qin Liuxi couldn't care about watching the spectacle; with a wave of her hand, she extinguished the flames burning inside the coffin, simultaneously flicking two spells at the two grave robbers attempting to flee, causing them to scream and fall to the ground, unable to move.
Elder Yu's eyelid twitched a few times. Upon seeing the situation clearly, the corners of his mouth also twitched; what kind of mess was this?
