"So he really stole someone's corpse?"
Fang Cheng rubbed his arms in fear. This little dark room was far too dark. He could hear voices, but he couldn't see anything else!
He edged sideways, only relaxing once he felt the arm of the person beside him.
Just then, Tang Shiba's puzzled voice rang out. "Fang Cheng, what are you doing standing over there all by yourself?"
Fang Cheng went pale. "What do you mean, by myself? Isn't there someone next to me?"
"There's no one beside you. Ask everyone if you don't believe me!"
The system cringed. [Host, stop scaring him all the time. You're going to drive him mad!]
Tang Shiba sounded innocent. [Did I scare him? Which eye of yours saw that?]
Both its eyes had seen it! Fang Cheng was clearly standing beside Director Wang!
She frightened Fang Cheng so badly that he nearly cried. "Bro, big bro, where are you? Pull me over!"
Tang Lin pulled Fang Cheng toward him. "What are you scared of? There are so many of us here. Even if there were a ghost, it wouldn't dare come near us!"
"But I'm scared!" Fang Cheng tried to cling to Tang Lin's arm, but someone squeezed between them.
Fang Cheng bumped into that person, sending him stumbling two steps back and straight into someone else's arms.
Thinking it was Fang Cheng, Tang Lin wrapped both arms around the other man's neck. "Come here. Your bro's got you covered!"
Han Feng stiffened. He raised his arm and drove a blow into Tang Lin's stomach. Tang Lin crouched on the floor in pain. "Fang Cheng, why the fuck did you hit me?"
"I didn't hit you!"
"Yes, you did! Hiss... that hurts!"
Tang Lin broke out in a cold sweat from the pain. Suddenly feeling