Winter Melon quickened her steps, heading straight for the coffin shop Chu Xingchen had mentioned.
Places selling funeral goods generally offered everything in one stop, from paper figures to coffins and candles. If one shop was closed, the next would be open, and coffins would not be displayed outside.
A mortal visiting for the first time might not necessarily find it on their first try.
For Winter Melon, however, it was naturally a trivial matter.
The coffin shop's door was half closed. Winter Melon stopped, let out a soft breath, and only then walked inside.
The moment Winter Melon entered, a young man came forward to greet her and immediately said:
"My condolences, honored customer."
Winter Melon froze at his words. Had he already sentenced her to death?
But she quickly caught on. Someone coming to a coffin shop to buy things could hardly be celebrating a happy occasion, so offering condolences was perfectly normal.
Winter Melon's Spatial Rings had all been stripped from her when Cui Hao caught her. Once she fell into Wukong's hands, he naturally would not provide a prisoner with such a thing either.
Thus, Winter Melon took the token Chu Xingchen had given her out of her sleeve.
At the sight of the token in Winter Melon's hand, the young man instantly dropped his sorrowful expression. He decisively reached out to take it and probed it with his Divine Sense. Then, without speaking, he took a talisman from inside his robes and activated it with Spiritual Power.
Having done all this, the young man turned without hesitation and headed deeper into the shop.
Left standing where she was, Winter Melon watched his departing figure and hurriedly called out:
"Don't you have anything to tell me?"
The young man stopped and turned to look at the