I was scared white-faced and tried to slowly pull my hand free, but that cold, withered hand clutched me tightly and refused to let go.
"Grandma... it's me, Yitian. Could you not scare me like this? I've never been very brave since I was little. I can't take scares like this." My breathing instantly quickened. I had been sealed into a coffin—who exactly was inside this coffin? Was it Grandma, or some kind of ghostly thing?
I truly couldn't make sense of it anymore. This was a trap, a huge trap! Was it Zhou Shan? He must have gotten his hands on all sorts of shoddy knockoffs and used them to scam me!
"Grandma, say something, please. I really am your grandson..." Tears welled in my eyes. If you had the strength to grab my hand, you could at least say something!
"It's Grandma..."
Thud!
The Blood Cloud Coffin came to a sudden stop. It was enormous—large enough for two people to sleep in without seeming cramped. The space was so wide that—
I lost my balance and slammed into the coffin, making it rock once.
But at that moment, I couldn't care less about the swaying. My eyes were already full of tears.
"Grandma... is it really you?" I wiped my tears and sat inside the coffin, sobbing.
I had waited a very long time for this moment and gone through so much turmoil. Looking back, the fact that I hadn't died a violent death was practically a miracle. Yet now, our reunion was taking place inside the Blood Cloud Coffin!
The grief in my heart made the tears pour out uncontrollably. Winter surrounded me in a flurry of sorrow.
"Child, don't cry. Grandma's here..." Grandma released the hand she had been gripping tightly and gently patted the back