The Fishbone Hall was unusually quiet today.
Amid the flood of white bones, countless little skulls stared at Cheng Shi, who had come to pay his respects. Not a word was spoken, as if they were brewing some kind of storm.
Cheng Shi was startled as well. He had assumed the boss disliked him using the Bone Bell to contact him, so the joy he had felt upon entering had vanished completely, leaving only unease.
Of course, it was impossible to see an uneasy expression on a little skull, but one could see a pure aura of death.
That aura of death came not only from Cheng Shi, but also from another little skull—Skalt.
Although his corpse had exploded into a bone gate, death had still summoned him here. But when had Skalt ever seen a scene like this? The moment he appeared on the steps of Fishbone Hall, he shuddered violently, then consciously rolled into the flood beside the road and found his assigned place.
When Cheng Shi saw that the person behind him had disappeared, he felt the atmosphere becoming even stranger. He cautiously hopped to the front of the Bone Throne and looked up at the enormous skull, whose eye sockets held not the slightest trace of green flame. What could The Great One be thinking about?
It couldn't be thinking about how to punish me, could it?
Surely not. I'm such an outstanding employee. Even if there's no reward, punishment shouldn't be on the table!
The unease in his heart told Cheng Shi that this was probably not the right time to start praising The Great One. He did not dare disturb The Great One's thoughts. He merely stood quietly beneath the Bone Throne and waited patiently.
It was also a good opportunity to organize his