The new owner being a female cultivator is fine, but if it were a male...
Thinking of this, Ruan Lan felt a wave of discomfort, as if a green shadow loomed over her head, and she whimpered:
"Sister Qi, promise me, treasure yourself."
"???"
Inside the coffin, Sister Qi inexplicably felt a chill, wondering what strange things Ruan Lan was imagining again.
"The master is coming soon, better lie back in the coffin."
Yuan Mei said softly, "I'll try to leave your corpse intact and see you off with dignity."
"Well, thank you so much then, aw."
"No need."
After saying this, Yuan Mei sat cross-legged, breathing in and out, spreading her divine sense cautiously around.
Ruan Lan, feeling aggrieved, returned to the coffin, even pulling the lid over herself.
During this, she saw her own eerie expression reflected on the mirror, shivering in fright, she quickly closed her eyes to avoid looking.
Time slowly passed.
