The middle-aged merchant almost knelt down.
He had clearly never done anything wrong in his life. Why did he encounter a ghost!!
Just as he was conflicted about whether to kneel and beg for mercy or pretend that he didn't know anything and see if he could muddle through, he heard an excited shout from outside the tea shop. "Coming, coming!"
The men and women by the roadside raised their heads in anticipation. Countless shouts rose and fell at different volumes.
In this gloomy weather, the entire official road revealed an inexplicable seriousness.
The middle-aged merchant was stunned. His entire body seemed to have frozen and he couldn't move. He saw the surrounding tea customers fighting to walk out of the tea shop and talk at once.
"It's Marquis Gu's coffin, right?"
"It must be."
"Marquis Gu's achievements are great. Now, he can finally return home."
"It's not that I don't want to report it, but the time hasn't come!"
