"Coffin?"
The short, plump security guards glanced at each other after listening, exchanging a simple look.
The bizarre events of the night had already turned them into jittery birds.
The current "Wen Suo" was already quite eerie, and if the coffin he mentioned was added to the mix, what might happen next was beyond their imagination.
"Forget it, we better not check it out!"
"You and Manager Zhong can have whatever fortune you find."
"Yes, yes, we still need to guard the main entrance, so we won't linger."
"Goodbye, Manager Zhong!"
The fear in their hearts had already overcome their greed.
What was wealth compared to their own lives?
After saying a few hurried words, they turned to leave.
But just then, Wen Suo approached Manager Zhong with a smile, whispering something in his ear.
"Hold on!"
Manager Zhong called out to stop them immediately.
"Manager... Manager Zhong, is there anything else?"
The short, plump security guard forced a smile, asking reluctantly.
