Old Madam Qin, dressed in an opulent, bright red Tang suit, trembled violently as the coffin crashed down. Immediately, her previously jubilant face turned ashen.
She shivered and tried to stand up from her wheelchair, nearly stumbling and falling. Fortunately, the quick-reacting Qin Jun spun around and held her tightly. "Mom, Mom, let's go back inside! Let's go!" he said frantically.
"Let go of me! Let go!" Although she needed a wheelchair to get around, Old Madam Qin's hands were still strong. After settling back into her wheelchair, she threw off Qin Jun's arm and roared, "None of you are to stop me!"
