"Whoosh-"
Just as the falling ice crystals were about to encase Qin Siyang's body, Duan Chongfang reached out and dragged his corpse aside.
"Clang, clang, clang-"
The ice crystals struck the floor, instantly forming a layer of azure frost over the bloodstained carpet. It rapidly cracked and shattered, then vanished without a trace.
Choi Chan-hoon frowned. "Duan Chongfang, what are you doing? Why won't you let me destroy Qin Siyang's corpse? Is there something fishy about it?"
"I should be asking you what you're doing! Qin Siyang and I came to this gathering together. If there's nothing left of his body, how am I, the prime suspect, supposed to explain myself when I get back?"
"Of course there's a way for you to explain yourself."
"Then explain it to me first."
Choi Chan-hoon glanced at Qin Siyang's corpse again. His heart had stopped beating, he was no longer breathing, and his brain was completely destroyed. He was thoroughly dead; this didn't look like one of Duan Chongfang's tricks.
He said, "The people who invited you to the gathering were Reincarnation Church members in disguise. You were stronger, so you managed to escape. Qin Siyang failed to react in time and was surrounded by members of the Reincarnation Church. His fate is unknown."
"His fate is unknown?" Duan Chongfang laughed. "Do you think you're fooling a three-year-old? Qin Siyang distributed his Crimson Crystals to quite a few people. Even though the Crystal Coins haven't been issued yet, plenty of people already have his Crimson Crystals. When the person dies, the crystals shatter. Do you think everyone else will remain in the dark? Now that Qin Siyang is dead, a lot of people probably already know."
"Oh, right, weren't you wondering whether Qin Siyang was really dead? Why don't you ask someone