My Demon Husband Is a Snake-Chapter 878: Because Your Words Don’t Count

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Chapter 878: Chapter 878: Because Your Words Don’t Count

In the funeral hall, there were two rows of redwood Eight Immortals chairs.

A total of nine important guests were seated, attending the condolence ceremony.

Long Xiangkui, sitting among them, saw me and suddenly stood up, "Su... Su Wan!"

"Why is Su Wan here? I specifically instructed that this spawn is not allowed in the door, who let her through??" Yan Hua in a white robe scolded me angrily upon seeing me.

Long Xiangkui glanced at the jumping Yan Hua, but instead turned cold, and sat back down.

The other condolence guests were all in an uproar.

Unclear as to why Yan Hua harbored such loathing and exclusion towards me.

I spoke calmly, "Why? Because your words carry no weight."

"Insolent!! Insolent!! How dare you speak to an elder like that? Someone, chase her out with sticks." Yan Hua trembled with anger, loudly commanding the Lin Family disciples.

Most of the Lin Family disciples were outside the hall, and upon hearing rushed inside.

Seeing me standing in the hall, they became excited, "Great, the Young Sect Master is back!!"

"The Young Sect Master has finally returned."

...

The Lin Family flourished with numerous collateral branches.

I couldn’t guarantee their attitude towards me.

But I had suffered hardships with the direct line, and my relationship with them was generally good.

"What Young Sect Master? When the Sect Master needed her most, she was nowhere to be found! Now she has no right to be here." Yan Hua sarcastically mocked me, ordering them to expel me, "I order you as the Sect Master’s Wife to drive this bastard out."

I couldn’t be bothered with this malicious and selfish old lady, asking the Lin Family disciples beside me, "Could a few people help me open the coffin?"

"Brothers, the Young Sect Master wants to pay respects to the Sect Master’s remains, fetch the tools." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"I have tools here."

"I do too!"

...

Opening the coffin is clearly taboo for the dead, especially one sealed with nails.

Yet none of the Lin Family sect’s disciples listened to Yan Hua, instead, upon hearing I wanted to open the coffin,

none opposed, rather finding it reasonable.

Using the tools, they pried the nailed coffin open.

As for those cronies nurtured by Yan Hua, they intended to stop us but were powerless.

Stopped by more Lin Family sect members flooding into the hall, forbidding them to cause trouble.

The Lin Family, over which Yan Hua had control, immediately had its direction reversed; everyone sided with me...

The reversal happened so suddenly!

Everything had likely surpassed Yan Hua’s calculations!

Yan Hua stood beside, stupefied, clearly furious.

Yet for a long moment, she didn’t utter a word.

Long Xiangkui’s reserved eyes squinted, his brow slightly raised.

With an expression of understanding, as though long anticipated.

When half of the coffin nails were removed, Yan Hua snapped out of it, collapsed into shouting, "Are you all mad? Just because Su Wan told you to open the coffin, you do it, do you want the Sect Master to be restless in his grave?"

"You’re mistaken there, grandpa’s most cherished junior in life was me, others opening the coffin might disturb him, but if it were me..." I deliberately left my sentence unfinished.

Because the latter part was self-evident, didn’t need to be spoken, and everyone understood clearly.

The people on those eight Eight Immortals chairs nodded knowingly at each other, whether familiar with me or not, all treated me as a deeply beloved junior, "If Wanwan wants to look, let her, the girl had matters that delayed her, missing her dear grandfather’s last moments, she’s already felt bad enough."

"Exactly, open it since it’s open, Old Man Lin bragged more than once about this granddaughter Wanwan to me, absolutely loved Wanwan, not only is she beautiful but also extremely talented, if not for her being married, I would have wanted her as my granddaughter-in-law."

"Now that Wanwan’s Blood-weeping Syndrome’s aftereffects are healed, letting Old Man Lin have one more look, he can rest in peace."

...

Not a single Lin Family disciple was swayed by Yan Hua, questioning my actions.

With the last coffin nail removed, they solemnly stepped aside, to avoid disturbing me.

Yan Hua leaned entirely on her cane for support, able to stand, her face filled with a sinister sneer, "Fine, Su Wan!! You forced me to this, today you’ll witness your mother’s body as well, bring Lin Xiangnan here."