Chapter 172

The two fighters then moved a rosewood coffin out from the truck. As they placed it on the ground, it thudded loudly, shaking up a cloud of dust from the pavement. “Ah!” Even Waltz screamed upon the sight of the coffin, the expression on her face grim. In their culture, giving a coffin as a gift was an extreme taboo. Brittany’s face drained of color, her whole body trembling. Spark cackled once more and croaked pretentiously, “So? Do you like the gift? Just so you know, this coffin is made out of high-quality rosewood. It’s a pity that Alex, my dear cousin, had to die at such a young age!” “It was such a pity that he had to toil away for the Assex’. His wife wouldn’t even let him sleep with her! All he could do was lie in a crummy room, taking care of the three women’s daily necessities. He got insulted every single day too! Oh, what a shame!” “My cousin was so poor; I bet he couldn't even buy himself a coffin, which is why I’m here with this gift! I’m so sorry for your loss, Au