Yingtian Prefecture, at the home of Elder Fang.
Feng Wu hurried over upon hearing the news and arrived in the courtyard. In her sight was a rattan chair, on which lay a cold corpse.
Her eyes were full of disbelief, her whole body trembling slightly as she lay down on Xu Qing's body.
There was no warmth, nor any sign of life.
Yet Xu Qing's face still looked lifelike, very much resembling the remains of Yu Yangzi that the couple had once seen.
Feng Wu covered her mouth, couldn't help retching, but no tears fell.
Her mind was blank and bewildered.
As if what was happening in front of her wasn't real.
An elder walked to her side.
Feng Wu turned aside, looking helplessly at Elder Fang, "He... he... is there... still hope?"
"I don't know." Elder Fang shook his head and continued, "Madam Xu, your husband's body must temporarily remain with me."
"For... what reason?"
"Because it's very dangerous." Elder Fang pointed at Xu Qing, black qi constantly emanating from his body.
