"Hmph, Long Xiangkui wields vast power and high prestige; she is not to be trifled with," the High Priest snorted coldly and issued the command, "To avoid any complications, we depart immediately."
Su Wan and Bai Zanhe were roughly stuffed into two separate coffins.
As soon as the coffin lids closed, the people outside clumsily nailed them shut.
These men were deft and endowed with brute strength.
In a short time, they had the coffins securely nailed down.
I couldn't help but worry about Bai Zanhe inside my heart, afraid that she would pass out again due to lack of oxygen.
But at this moment, I was trapped in a solid coffin.
Like a fish on the chopping block.
I could only temporarily resign myself to fate.
Confined in the cramped coffin, I couldn't stretch my limbs, and my chest felt stuffy due to the lack of oxygen.
Groping around, I felt the coffin begin to sway.
It was lifted by people, tied to some kind of rope, and hoisted above.
