"Thump, thump, thump..."
"Help, help."
The cries for help from inside the coffin went from intense to faint, and lasted a good two or three minutes.
During this time, the onlooking crowd recovered from their initial shock and panic.
"It's not a hallucination; someone is really crying for help."
"This doesn't seem like a case of a corpse coming back to life, rather, the person isn't dead yet."
"My God, could it be that there's really a living person inside the coffin?"
"Could these guys actually be scammers, exploiting everyone's sympathy?"
"I think that's quite likely."
Public opinion instantly reversed.
The bearded men became the targets of public outrage.
"Let's see how you continue your act now."
Just as the cries from the coffin were becoming weaker and almost inaudible, Zhang Xiaoshan finally said to Lin Yanran.
"Bring over that bucket of cold water from your men."
Soon, a large bucket of cool water was placed in front of Zhang Xiaoshan.
