At that moment, it felt as if a particularly strong force was pressing down on his shoulders; the old man's coffin almost fell, luckily Ming Shang reacted quickly and managed to hold it up in time.
Looking again at Beiming Wuji, who was rolling on the ground, hands clutching his leg, Bai Jingqing went over for a look, stood up and said to Beiming Han, "The calf is fractured!"
Everyone around sighed; lifting his own father's crystal coffin and somehow inexplicably breaking a bone, situations like this inevitably make one think.
Everyone simultaneously thought of one point; it seemed the old man didn't want this son to carry his coffin.
Beiming Wuji was helped away, Ming Shang frowned and looked at the other three.
"Let's go!" Beiming Han said lightly, and Ming Shang took Beiming Wuji's place, escorting the old man onto the hearse.
