Only those who have died in a foreign land and have no body left will be buried in a cenotaph.
Moreover, apart from the set of clothes used by the deceased, there cannot be any other burial objects in the coffin, otherwise the soul of the deceased will not be able to possess the clothes and will not be able to truly rest in peace.
If this is the case, then what Butler Qin said is that the coffin in which Yun Luo's biological mother was buried was extremely light, as if it were an empty coffin, which would make sense.
How much weight can a set of clothes weigh? It can’t weigh as much as a corpse.
The cloud falls thoughtfully.
When her biological mother was buried, she was buried in a cenotaph.
In fact, Yun Luo didn't find out about this matter herself, but Jun Wuchen told her.
She believed that Jun Wuchen would not lie to her, so she did not need to verify it. Now it seems that it is indeed true.
So where did her biological mother’s body go?
Jun Wuchen's theory is that the body suddenly disappeared, so is she dead or not?
"There are only so many things I know." Mrs. Yun's voice interrupted Yun Luo's thoughts.
Yun Luo came back to his senses and looked at her with squinted eyes, "How can I prove that what you said is true?"
"What?" Mrs. Yun was stunned.
"The two things you mentioned happened a long time ago, and there is no human or physical evidence."
Yun Luo said coldly, "How do I know if what you said is true, or if you just made it up to fool me?"
Mrs. Yun smiled angrily and said, "At this point, what's the point of lying to you?"
Yun Luo said meaningfully: "Then I don't know. After all, we are enemies. There is no evidence. If you just believe in the enemy's words, doesn't it mean that you don't die fast enough?"
Mrs. Yun was speechless.
"Who can prove that what you say is true?"
Yun Luo asked again coldly, "Human evidence, physical evidence, direct evidence or indirect proof, you have to produce one before I can believe you, right?"
Mrs. Yun's face changed slightly, and she suddenly asked: "What good will it do to me if I let you believe in me?"
"Oh?" Yun Luo raised his eyebrows with a half-smile.
Does she still want to negotiate terms with her?
"You said you need evidence if you want evidence. Why should I give it to you?"
Mrs. Yun seemed to have suddenly realized something. She gritted her teeth and said, "You harmed my son and refused to save my daughter. Since we are enemies, why should I..."
Mrs. Yun hasn’t finished speaking yet.
Suddenly, a dazzling cold light came!
She subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.
Seeing the cold and sharp edge piercing her eyeballs, Mrs. Yun's pupils suddenly tightened.
The next second——
The tip of the knife stopped steadily in front of her pupils, less than half a centimeter away!
Yun Luo held the snow-white dagger, looking down at her coldly: "Is this enough?"
Mrs. Yun's pupils were trembling, and her whole body seemed to be frozen.
"You'd better make it clear. I'm not here to negotiate terms with you, and you're not qualified to negotiate terms with me. Either you explain everything, or..."
Yun Luo narrowed his eyes dangerously, glanced at Yun Qingyue on the ground next to him, and curled his lips coldly.
"I see that you love your daughter very much. She is lonely on her way to hell. Why don't you accompany her?"
Mrs. Yun was trembling all over and was speechless.
Even though she had had thoughts of not wanting to live before, everyone has the instinct to survive.
When death really comes before you.
Fear, panic, fear, and escape are all unavoidable for anyone.