The blood-red coffin lid immediately exploded into pieces with a bang, and wood shavings flew in all directions. If one listened carefully, they would hear muffled howling. Chi Shuyan looked over and saw the hideous faces on the coffin struggling, as if to break free, when a huge wave of black qi suddenly exploded and covered the coffin before quickly dissipating.
The howls grew weaker and weaker, and Chi Shuyan's vision shook again. By the time she came back to her senses, she was back in Yuan Yuan's apartment.
Chi Shuyan glanced at the furnishings around her and confirmed this really wasn't an illusion this time. The curtains were closed, but the black furnishings around her were familiar. Although the place was empty, Chi Shuyan didn't let her guard down; conversely, she became even more vigilant. Her eyes were sharp as they swept over her surroundings.