Seeing Them Off!

The old man had barely gotten out the words "hire a few people" when Chen Changqing raised a hand.

The thousand-jin redwood coffin gave a slight sway.

Then, in the next instant, it vanished straight from the shop.

The old man's single eye flew wide open, and the rag in his hand dropped to the floor.

"Imm... Immortal Master?"

Chen Changqing brushed his sleeve.

"No need to hire anyone."

The old man's throat went dry. The bit of fierceness he had shown while taking the money had vanished without a trace.

He had originally thought Chen Changqing was merely a wealthy cultivator.

But now, it seemed this man had not come looking for trouble at all.

He was truly preparing to send someone from the Sun Family on their final journey.

The old man lowered his voice.

"Immortal Master, today is the Sun Family's grand birthday celebration. Quite a few cultivators in the city have gone. I heard Elder Zhao of the Flying Cloud Sect is there too—that's a Late Golden Core Stage cultivator."

Chen Changqing glanced at him.

"You're afraid I'll smash your signboard?"

The old man hurriedly waved his hands.

"No, no, no. This old man is afraid Immortal Master will suffer a loss."

Chen Changqing smiled.

"Don't worry. Your coffin workmanship is good. If anyone from the Sun Family wants to place another order later, I'll have them come find you."

The old man's scalp went numb.

It sounded like a joke.

Yet he could not laugh at all.

Li Yuanyuan stood beside them, clutching her rattle-drum, her little face slightly pale.

It was not as if she had never thought about revenge.

But now that the day had truly come, her legs still felt a little weak.

The Sun Family.

Half a year ago, she had