Tan Qiuling noticed the grave expression on Qin Zhao's face and began to carefully recall the past event.
"That day, my husband and I went to attend his friend's father's funeral, and then I met one of my husband's business partners. She chatted with me for a long time.
I got along quite well with her, and after my husband left because he had something to do, I sat with her.
She knew the deceased, so she suggested that we offer incense to him, and that's when we saw his body. At that time, the deceased hadn't been taken for burial yet, and his body was placed in an ice coffin."
"How did you feel when you saw the body?"
"I felt the makeup the Funeral Master had done on the deceased was a bit terrifying."
Tan Qiuling's face showed a look of lingering fear, "His features looked as though they were still alive, and it was quite shocking to see. I didn't dare to look too much and quickly left."