Everyone had already seen Chen Miao's strength.
But the weight of a coffin was a far cry from the weight of a person.
An ordinary coffin weighed around a hundred kilograms, while an average adult man weighed only seventy.
But how could the coffin the Xiong Family had chosen for their patriarch possibly be ordinary?
Judging by its design and material, the coffin weighed at least two hundred kilograms.
That was the weight of three grown men.
And that was without considering that the coffin was buried in the earth.
Factoring in friction and everything else, what Chen Miao really had to haul out of the ground was not one coffin, but four or five grown men!
Was that even possible?
Though most of them doubted it, they still watched the coffin in the center with a hint of anticipation.
Even Hua Jianming remained silent.
As far as Hua Jianming was concerned, pulling it straight out would be the best outcome. He would not even have to do anything himself.
Creak!
As Chen Miao looped the hemp ropes around his shoulders and leaned back to pull the coffin, the ropes began to creak.
At the same time, the workers gathered around the grave pit cried out in unison.
"It moved! It really moved!"
"How strong is this guy?"
"If he hauled bricks at a construction site, he could make a thousand a day!"
"He definitely knows martial arts. Didn't you see him jump over five meters from a standstill? He didn't even take a running start!"
"Shh, stop talking. None of those people are ordinary."
"..."
The workers' chatter gradually faded. Everyone watched as the coffin slowly tilted, then began to pull free of the earth.
Wang Wei, who had been watching from the side, suddenly asked Pei Ran, "Are