Chapter 1051 Use My Name


    "What? Ten minutes? Are you kidding me? Do you really think one can make a coffin in just ten


    minutes? It''s not that easy, you know? Did you think that I could just mold one out of y or


    something? Look, if you''re in a real hurry, you can just find a piece ofnd next to the river, take this


    shovel and dig a hole for the body. But honestly speaking, even digging a hole big enough will take


    more than ten minutes," said the wood carpenter in a flurry after hearing what the young man said to


    him.


    Wood carpenters were artisans who produced intricate work.


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    Making him produce a coffin in ten minutes wasn''t just an insult to the coffin itself, but also to his


    upation as a wood carpenter.


    The boss of the shop was irritated by this request that he just waved his hands about to tell the young


    man to get lost and stop getting in his way.


    BAM!


    But once the boss had finished ranting, a loud st was heard.


    The young man in front of him mmed a palm onto the long table in front of the boss.


    Wood shavings flew into the air and the table that measured a meter high was turned into powder


    instantly.


    "What the..." The boss was instantly stunned.


    His eyes were huge and he was so frightened, he thought his soul had left his body.


    That table had been made from Schmidt''s Birch.


    This was wood that was known to be as hard as metal and rocks.


    In order to create this table, the boss had spent so much time and effort into shaping it, and ruined so


    many electric saws in the process.


    He never thought that the m of a human''s hand would actually disintegrate such a sturdy table like it


    was merely made from tofu.


    The boss didn''t dare to imagine what would happen if that palm had mmed on his body instead.


    "Ten minutes. Are you taking up this job or not?" The young man looked down at the boss as his


    emotionless voice asked him again.


    The boss was already scared out of his wits.


    He didn''t dare to refuse the young man. He nodded profusely and replied fearfully, "I''ll do it, I''ll...I''ll do


    it."


    Even though the boss knew that this was an impossible mission, he still agreed to it anyway.


    In order toplete it in the shortest time possible, the boss had to find materials in his own house.


    He even used the boards of his own bed so that he could reduce the amount of work required.


    Just like that, the boss really managed to put a coffin of sorts together in ten minutes, because he was


    really afraid of dying.


    But it was really more appropriate to call this a shelf more than a coffin.


    The boss had clearly just nailed a few wooden boards together.


    But since he didn''t have enough time, this was the best that the boss coulde up with.


    "S-sir...will this...will this do?" asked the boss fearfully.


    He wasn''t confident at all. This coffin was the worst thing he had ever made all his life.


    But the young man actually nodded.


    "It''ll do. As long as it can fit a human, it''ll do," replied the young man coldly. He picked up the coffin and


    left the shop.


    After this grim reaper left the shop, the boss finally breathed a long sigh of relief.


    But before he could truly rx, the man at the door suddenly stopped in his footsteps.


    The boss suddenly felt his heart leap into his mouth again.


    There was only one thought in his mind now.


    Was this young man going to silence him?


    The young man had done something so suspicious after all. He had specifically said that he wanted a


    coffin that was big enough to hold a human.


    This cold blooded and violent person had got to be some really vicious thug.


    It didn''t seem strange for the young man to kill the boss off in case he called the police.


    The boss quickly broke down and cried out in fear, "I...I won''t say anything! Please, please don''t kill me!


    I won''t tell anybody about this!"


    When the boss pleaded with the young man, the young man turned around to face him. His striking


    features were frosty.


    He looked down at the boss in front of him and his icy voice rang, "Three dayster,e to Mufan


    Group''s headquarters to get your payment. You just have to tell them you''re looking for me, Ye Fan."


    These simple words echoed for a long time in the shop.


    By the time the boss found the courage to look up, the young man had already left the shop.


    The boss copsed onto the floor after barely making it through this ordeal. He panted heavily and his


    forehead was covered with cold sweat.


    That was truly terrifying.


    "Oh my god...who was that man just now? Why did I feel like I was facing the grim reaper?" The boss


    couldn''t stop wailing in terror.


    After a long time, the boss finally regained someposure.


    After a long period of hesitation, he finally took out his phone and called the police.


    "Hello, is this the police? I suspect that there''s a murderer in this area."


    "What? Who is he? I don''t know him. Oh wait, he said that his name is Ye Fan, and he''s from Mufan


    Group."


    After hanging up, the boss immediately closed for the day.


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