Coroner of the Ministry of Justice: I Stole Twenty Years of Yang Energy from a Female Ghost from the Start

I can steal the remaining years of a dead person's life, but the price is that livor mortis spreads across my body.

Steal two years from a widow, and the lividity reaches my wrists.

Steal five years from a corrupt official, and it spreads past my elbows.

When I steal a hundred years from the Crown Prince, the lividity has already reached my heart.

The Emperor on the Dragon Throne laughs aloud: "Keep stealing! I have ten thousand years to live!"

I cut open my chest and pull out my heart, covered in lividity:

"Your Majesty, the life you borrowed is all right here."