Especially that steward, with blood-red eyes, stared intently at Fang Yang, his mouth twisted into a sinister hook, exuding an eerie and chilling air, even carrying a thick sense of cruelty.
As if he was stalking prey.
Tense as a drawn sword, ready to spring into action, it looked as if a major battle was about to begin, but just at that moment.
A relaxed voice sounded.
"Since it's a ceremony to honor heaven and earth, how can the bride and groom not show themselves? Wouldn't that be a great disrespect to me?"
Whoosh!
All the paper figures turned their heads, staring fixedly at Fang Yang, while the steward was startled, seemingly surprised by such a response.
Before he could react...
Boom! Boom!
Fang Yang's palms struck out, hitting the coffin in an instant.
The lid of the coffin shattered upon impact.
The entire hall filled with ashes, in complete disarray, the sounds of the suona and the wailing outside vanished altogether.
