This season, the soil isn't as hard as it is in winter.
A few Lionheart Knights went down and a few shovel strokes later, they reached the coffin buried underground.
Artisans hold a certain status in the village.
The coffin was simple, but sturdily made.
"Open it!"
The coffin lid was pushed open, revealing the pieced-together corpse inside.
Since the death was caused by an explosion.
The corpse was clearly in segments, arranged into a human figure.
From Fang Hao's perspective, the limbs were still relatively intact.
If they had just carried the coffin out, it would probably have been a mess with just a slight jostle.
"Check it out, see if the body is intact?"
A Lionheart Knight jumped down and pinched the clothes wrapped around the outside for a while.
After checking around, he said, "My lord, it's fairly intact."
"Good! Close the coffin lid."
The lid was closed again, and Fang Hao immediately put it into his storage space.
