Ji Xiuxiang looked at him coldly through the light shield and motioned for the Yin Warrior to open the coffin.
When Jiang Yuan discovered the body in the grass, it was already unrecognizable, the clothes torn to shreds. Now, after being buried and dug up with additional natural decay, its features were even more indistinguishable.
"Is this our Changgui?" The old lady leaned on her cane, approached with a look of sorrow, and paused, seeing the decaying corpse in the coffin, "Was Changgui this fat? Perhaps there's a mistake?"
"The corpse is too decayed to recognize, but since there is a body, perhaps we can try the soul-calling. We couldn't summon Changgui's soul before, so let's try calling this corpse's soul and see what comes."
Ji Xiuxiang stiffly bowed to Jiang Yuan, "Please trouble the gentleman to wait a moment longer, we need to verify the identity."
He nodded in response, waiting to verify the identity, grab the reward, and leave.
