Chapter 75
"Why... why did you come?" Su Ying's voice unconsciously dropped.
Cheng Dalei shook off the long robe on his body and stood in front of Su Ying with his hands behind his back: "How could I not come when Miss Su is in trouble? Even if it was a mountain of blades or a sea of flames, I would still come, let alone a mere Falling Leaves City."
Su Ying lowered her head, her gaze falling on the coffin, and slowly said, "Living people sleeping in coffins is a bad omen."
"Put it away." Cheng Dalei waved his hand: "Don't place the coffin in the courtyard, it brings bad luck."
People began to get busy, unloading barrels of wine from the carriage. Amidst the hustle and bustle, Cheng Dalei was led to the main hall of the house.
From outside the courtyard, a stench drifted in. Su Ying forced a smile: "They blocked the door with dung carts from the day it began. We couldn't do anything about it, so we had to keep our doors closed."
