The guests left the Funeral Shop with their worries relieved, evidently well pleased with Xu Qing's service.
At this moment, the first ray of dawn fell across the street; Xu Qing looked out at the doorway and saw the guests' figures seemingly covered with a veil of soft white light, which then gradually faded until it finally vanished among the crowd in the street.
Xu Qing was just about to withdraw his gaze when he saw several passers-by dressed in mourning clothes coming in the direction from which the guests had disappeared.
These people were driving a flatbed cart, covered with white cloth, directly towards Xu Qing's shop.
Well! It seems today's visit to Boss Liu will have to be delayed for a while.
Familiar opening remarks, familiar words; Xu Qing quickly welcomed the esteemed customers into the shop in a few words.