"Ah?"
Wang Yu was taken aback, stammering, "Ol... Old Lu, you're... you're not joking, right? You can really bring them back to life?"
Lu Li chuckled silently, "At a time like this, do you think I'd be joking with you?"
Wang Yu held his breath, then instantly beamed with joy, "Yes, yes, yes, at this point, you certainly wouldn't joke with me."
Lu Li nodded, glancing at the funeral staff standing not far from the "coffin," and instructed, "All of you, please step back a bit. I don't want to scare you later."
"Okay."
"We'll step back a bit."
The funeral staff hurriedly moved further away.
While they ran, they kept staring fixedly at the "coffin."
It wasn't just the funeral staff that did so.
Be it the big shots like Didan, Dapu, Saint Garo, and De Kuerde, or the thousands of super soldiers like Zhang Qian and Zhu Ming, or even the billions of species across the Milky Way Galaxy watching the live broadcast, they all stared without blinking, as if afraid to miss anything.
