Xia Xin cautioned, "Be careful, if the Yin Energy has leaked indeed, don't carelessly touch the coffin."
He knew this much: once the coffin was disturbed, one might at best be bedridden with illness, or at worst, life could not be guaranteed.
Ms. Cat hurriedly agreed and then asked with a pleading tone, "If there really is any trouble, could we ask the Abbot to help us take a look and give us some advice?"
This...
Xia Xin felt awkward to agree and could only ask Jiangli.
Jiangli picked up an apple from the bedside, a piece of fruit Xia Xin had brought over after dinner.
She took a bite with a crunch, and mumbled unclearly, "That can be done, as long as they pay."
Xia Xin asked, "How much would that be?"
Jiangli glanced at him, "An excursion costs eight hundred thousand, don't you know?"
Xia Xin: "..."
Of course, he knew.
But how could an average family afford that?