A Dead Ex-Husband Is the Best Ex-Husband

What could the Sanitation Department want with him?

Liu Zheng went over everything he had done. Other than the Sewer and the French Plane Tree, nothing seemed connected to the Sanitation Department.

If it was about the Sewer, Black Skeleton should have mentioned it in passing earlier. After all, there was nothing in the Sewer but shit and fish, nothing shameful.

Well, there was one thing: Red Ghost.

But someone at Black Skeleton's level clearly couldn't pick a fight with such a big shot.

Besides, City Hall most likely already knew Red Ghost was in the Sewer.

If it was about the French Plane Tree...

"Could it be that its evolution into a Phoenix has been exposed?"

Liu Zheng shuddered.

Although the French Plane Tree possessed independent intelligence and considerable strength, making it something of a local tyrant in Rose Street, and despite having the leisure to collect things,—

—from Cow-Horse and the auction house's dealings with it, it was clear they treated it as an independent individual.

But fundamentally, the French Plane Tree still belonged to City Hall. It could be considered public property, or even a civil servant.

If it turned into a Phoenix and flew away one day, the Sanitation Department would come by and find a huge pit. At best, it would be a loss of municipal assets. At worst, it would be a civil servant defecting.

Maybe Black Skeleton had noticed something during his last visit and was privately discussing it with him first out of consideration for Silver Wolf.

If that was the case, he needed to carefully consider his wording.

Would wording worth a million be persuasive enough?

After waiting around ten minutes, Flymen swarmed around a pickup truck as it drove over.

"Whoa, so much Bad-Luck Coffee. Little bro, you really are