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Sun Pinghui stood a few steps away from the coffin, muttering, "So this is the body of our revered ancestor..."

As he finished speaking, Sun Pinghui slowly knelt to the ground, bowing deeply, "The three hundred and ninety-fourth descendant of Medicine King Valley, Sun Pinghui, pays respects to the revered ancestor."

"Today, I bring the ancestor back home! If there has been any offense, please forgive me, revered ancestor!"

"It feels a bit too easy," Liu Wan Nian frowned as he spoke.

Qin Han glanced at Liu Wan Nian and said, "Of course, it won't be that simple; otherwise, the poison on the coffin would not be so easily neutralized."

"The coffin being here is probably just a hint for us."

As he spoke, Qin Han took a pair of tweezers and a small bottle from behind Zhong Yuanliang's backpack.

He gently scraped a little powder off the surface of the coffin and immediately put it into the small porcelain bottle.