He both loved and hated that golden coffin.
Later, however, the anger he had held in had eclipsed his affection. Even several days afterward, whenever he remembered it in his dreams, he could not help feeling an intense desire to possess that golden coffin.
Unfortunately, no matter how badly he wanted it, it would never become his.
Now, hearing Chu Xuanzhen say it so effortlessly, Shen Yangge felt the veins at his temples bulge again. Still, he quickly suppressed his complicated feelings and regained his composure.
"You guessed correctly."
On the verge of tears, Shen Yangge had another piece of clothing removed. What could he do?
He could only hope the next round would not end in a draw, so he could ask for a condition that would cancel out having to lose a piece of clothing the next time he lost.
Chu Xuanzhen neatly folded the garment he had removed and set it beside him, stacking it on top of the others. As though he had some sort of compulsion, he arranged everything perfectly and kept the pile close, just beside Shen Yangge's cheek, where Shen Yangge would see it whenever he turned his head.
At first, Shen Yangge had glanced at it once or twice. Later, realizing it was a certain beast's twisted idea of fun, he stopped looking. After all, he feared that damned beast would make the game even more depraved.
Then he would have no way to fight back.
A new round began.
Chu Xuanzhen remained perfectly at ease. "Shen Zhuanxie, do you know that I have something taken from your body?"
Shen Yangge's first reaction was... What thing?
He racked his brains, but his mind remained blank.
Fortunately, this guessing game had no time limit. After thinking for a little while, Shen Yangge ventured