Amidst the fluttering paper money and the heart-wrenching cries of the common people, four coffins, three large and one small... moved forward into the city.
Perhaps they had been waiting here early in the morning, and the people were already frozen. A family servant carrying the coffin of the Duke of Zhen slipped, and with a "thud," the coffin hit the ground, followed by the other three coffins, one after another, falling in a panic.
The paper-thin coffin cracked open, and the small coffin's hemp rope broke, causing the coffin to tilt and crash to the ground, bursting open. The body of a young boy, clad in broken armor, rolled out, and his severed head rolled straight into the snow, completely exposed!
