Lan Yutian sized up the coffin of the god of burial path and couldn’t help praising, “Brother, this coffin is much better than your original one! The coffin is exquisite and the materials used are of high quality. Every nail is inserted in the right place!”
Qin Mu was also very happy and said with a smile, “This coffin isn’t bad, right? Such a high-quality coffin isn’t something that ordinary people can enjoy. Even my coffin is inferior to it by one or two grades.”
Lan Yutian nodded his head repeatedly and examined it carefully. He also saw the thorny parts and said, “This coffin is very difficult to break, I’m afraid it will take some time...”
Qin Mu said resolutely, “Then there’s no need to think of a way. Go find Xing an directly. My Coffin was refined by Xing an, so if he can refine it, he can naturally crack it.”
Lan Yutian asked hesitantly, “Who’s the person in this coffin? If we don’t do our best to save him, will we get angry?”
