As they went deeper, a faint stench crept into the air, like garbage left to pile up for a long time without anyone taking care of it.
The farther they went, the stronger the stench became.
Xu Yin and Ying Hong walked ahead, while Chen Ge and Foul Stench walked side by side in the middle of the group.
Foul Stench, who was fat and stout, did his best to hold in his smell. He seemed worried that Chen Ge, walking beside him, would find him disgusting.
That was how this child had always seemed to Chen Ge. His body gave off a stench at all times, yet his heart was so pure it was hard to imagine.
"If you feel uncomfortable, we can stop here." Chen Ge spoke softly, constantly checking in with Foul Stench. He rarely forced his employees to do things they didn't want to do.
The head, covered in rolls of fat, swayed from side to side, and the flesh on his cheeks quivered slightly. Foul Stench didn't refuse, but the closer they got to the end of the corridor, the more uneasy he looked.
"Don't force yourself. More than finding out the truth, I want you to be a happy child. You never knew happiness when you were alive. If you're still tormented by your Obsession after death, that would be far too painful."
A few minutes later, they reached the end of the corridor. Many of the Ghost School students were covering their noses and mouths. The stench here was simply overwhelming.
The smell was hard to describe. It was beyond anything rotting garbage could produce. It seemed not to drift through the air, but to burrow straight into people's bodies, making them feel disgusted and repulsed from deep inside.
All the "people" could