"Take her out?"
Young Master Wen looked at Nie Yun, then at his father. Seeing that his father did not stop him and even seemed to approve, he could only reach out and lift his younger sister's corpse from the coffin.
Only after she was taken out of the coffin did everyone around them clearly see Miss Wen's appearance.
She was as beautiful as ever, dressed in pale blue. Her skin was no different from when she had been alive, except for her swollen belly.
"Good. Now turn her upside down, with her head down and feet up!"
Nie Yun continued.
"Turn her upside down? What exactly are you trying to do?" Young Master Wen's expression darkened.
His sister's clothes were very loose. Turning her upside down would be rather indecent.
She was already dead. She could not be subjected to further humiliation!
"If you want her to come back to life, move faster. Why so much nonsense!"
Ignoring his anger, Nie Yun shot him a glance and snorted.
"You..." Young Master Wen had wanted to retort, but at that glance, his body stiffened as though he had fallen into an ice cellar. The words that had reached his lips could no longer come out.
Though the young man's strength did not seem like much to him, his gaze was as cold and indifferent as an emperor's. Even he could not withstand it.
Whoosh!
With a turn of his hand, Miss Wen's suspended corpse was flipped upside down.
Just as everyone wondered why this had to be done, the young man's expression became grave. Several Golden Needles had appeared between his fingers at some point.
Each of these Golden Needles was seven or eight inches long. No one knew what material they were made from, but they glimmered with a