A merfolk coffin?!
Wang Cai's fur instantly stood on end. He stopped running around and clutched Chu Han's pant leg tightly, trembling all over. Damn it, were all these beautiful shells holding dead people?
Chu Han stood before the enormous shells, the Golden Scales in his palm radiating a scorching heat as if faintly pointing in a certain direction.
Wang Cai noticed the abnormality in the Golden Scales at that moment as well, then looked at Chu Han in horror. "Which direction is yours pointing?"
"Front left. What about yours?" Chu Han asked calmly.
"Right... front right." Wang Cai had already begun to stammer.
"Looks like this isn't a scale from Yu Rounü." Chu Han spoke steadily. "It came from a dead Merfolk Saintess!"
"Ah! Stop talking!" Wang Cai shrieked, forcibly stuffing the Golden Scales into Chu Han's hand before fleeing far away, too scared to even look. "So it came off a dead person? And I thought it was some kind of treasure."
Chu Han gave Wang Cai an amused glance and put away the Golden Scales. "It is a treasure. This Merfolk Saintess was buried here after her death, yet her scales remained behind and were collected and safeguarded by the current Merfolk Saintess. They must be treasures. Too bad you only stole two. You should have taken them all."
"Pah!" Wang Cai said resentfully. "What use would stealing them all have been?"
Chu Han raised one piece of Golden Scales and headed straight toward a shell coffin at the front left, his voice terrifyingly calm. "Open the coffin."
Swish!
Wang Cai was so frightened that he hid again, his heart pounding wildly as his mind collapsed. Sure enough, Chu Han wanted to open the coffin. Sure enough, he still had to face a dead person from a