While he was speaking, he had casually taken out the best quality yellow paulownia coffin available at present, grabbed Brother Bao San's body, and completed the task of examining the body. He then tossed the body into the coffin, forming the burial.
He then covered the coffin and handed it to the three women saying, "Though I may be ruthless, I can't bear to let him rest uneasily in death. Consider this coffin as a gift for him."
"Judging by Miss Wang's demeanor, it seems you are not in the mood to fulfill your previous promise today. Let's discuss it some other day then. I'll take my leave."
Seeing Ye Weiming about to leave, although Wang Yuyan was grief-stricken, she couldn't help but call out to stop him.
"Wait!"
"Oh?" Ye Weiming paused, slightly tilting his head, but didn't turn to look at her. "Miss Wang, any further advice?"
