The person inside the coffin suddenly emerged, staring intently at the long hair scattered inside the coffin.
"You... How dare you!"
Su Nanzhi was naturally bold, for the faint of heart could not manage her line of work.
The person in the coffin grew angry. His voice hoarse, he roared a few sentences Su Nanzhi couldn't understand.
History was long, and the language of that era couldn't be compared to today's language. Nonetheless, Su Nanzhi realized that this ghost—oh no, perhaps half human, half ghost—had his own consciousness and vaguely seemed to understand the modern civilized world.
A dead person who had long been sleeping in a coffin shouldn't be like this.
Su Nanzhi didn't have time to think too much, for the person just waking from the coffin likely had confused memories, but this didn't mean his powers were not formidable.
In a flash, she heard thunder roaring outside.
The barrier was removed, and Evil Ghosts surged towards her.
