Abstract Comedy and More Abstract Tragedy

But the next second, when Cheng Shi discovered what the prop was used for and what was stored inside it, he felt he had changed his mind far too soon.

Coffin of Molten Fire (S): Sacred Artifact, the carbon remaining in blood, forged by the flames of war. The ruptured space could barely contain a corpse.

Special Effect—Subjugation by Flame: This space could contain one and only one unconscious flesh-and-blood body. Storing any other item would cause it to be incinerated by the flames, while storing a living person would burn away their consciousness.

Currently Stored: 1.

Cheng Shi knew that Xie Yang liked collecting corpses. After all, he often borrowed corpses from the man himself. Nor was he surprised that a follower of War enjoyed making corpses and had countless methods for doing so. But what he found most unacceptable was that the Molten Coffin Xie Yang had given him currently contained a corpse—and by an incredible coincidence, it belonged to Xiao Yuan, the woman who had once been in a long-distance relationship with Xie Yang!

That beer-bellied big brother lay quietly inside the prop, and the sight of the space's interior made Cheng Shi violently sick!

What???

What the hell was this!?

Cheng Shi was dumbfounded, his brain practically smoking. With a casual wave, he tossed Xiao Yuan out of the carbon box, then pointed at her corpse lying beside Xiao Li and laughed in exasperation.

"Xie, the womanizer, may I ask—if Xiao Li is your white moonlight, then who is she?"

Xie Yang froze at first, then slowly widened his eyes. From his expression, it seemed he had genuinely forgotten about her and only remembered when he saw the corpse. But no one had expected that the instant he recalled everything, this follower of War would throw