It seemed they had arrived just as the Mask Play rehearsal ended. Quite a few backstage staff members had headed toward the stage to wrap things up.
Like avoiding elite monsters, Jiang Xia avoided the few scattered staff members still around and searched backstage for a while.
He gradually passed through the central hall and reached the area on the other side, stopping in front of a door.
This was the prop room.
Jiang Xia sniffed through the door and nodded to himself—the several clumps of Killing Intent that had fallen three days ago should be inside.
He gently pushed open the door, weaved through the assortment of props, and finally stopped by the wall.
A coffin sat there—a low-budget Egyptian Pharaoh Coffin, probably just a background prop to fill out the set. It was not particularly ornate, its surface bearing the aged color of iron.
Jiang Xia looked around, saw no one, and happily flipped open the coffin lid.
Just as he was about to retrieve the Killing Intent reward from the "treasure chest," he suddenly froze, meeting a pair of terrified eyes.
—There was actually someone stuffed inside the prop coffin.
And she was someone he knew...
—Toyama Kazuha had been tied up like a zongzi with prop Hemp Rope, with her mouth gagged as well. When the coffin lid was suddenly opened, she stared at Jiang Xia outside. After a brief daze, her terror instantly turned to tearful relief. She twisted and struggled, mumbling through the gag, as though she had encountered family in the middle of the wilderness.
Jiang Xia: "..."
He lifted her out and untied the ropes, while his other hand quietly reached toward the large clump of Killing Intent at the bottom of the coffin.
Before he could grab it, Toyama Kazuha seized