The exclamations shattered the solemn and sacred atmosphere of the ritual, causing a commotion among the crowd observing the cremation.
The first to speak was a brawny servant, who had been standing next to the fire, responsible for adding wood.
At that moment, he stared intently at the coffin in the fire, his voice trembling, not daring to shout too loudly.
A few Chen Family members nearby stretched their necks to peer over the more-than-man-high pile of firewood.
When they finally made out the scene inside the coffin, their eyes widened in shock, collectively recoiling as if they had seen a ghost.
One of them even covered their mouth, unable to hide the fear on their face.
This commotion quickly drew the attention of other family members, who gathered around in small groups, whispering among themselves.
"What's happening? How is the coffin still intact?"
"No idea, it's been burning so long, even if it's made of nanmu, there should be some reaction by now..."
