In a shabby room, a skeleton faced the young man standing outside the door against the light, and the little flames flickering in its eye sockets seemed to beat as fiercely as a human heart.
Feeling the blinding sunlight outside the door, the skull's upper and lower jaws kept clacking as if trying to speak.
However, all Lin Yi, who stood outside the door, heard was the "clack clack" sound of bones colliding.
At this moment, Lin Yi suddenly noticed a circle of eerie energy at his feet that seemed to be activating, emitting a faint, bluish glow.
Soon, this ring of energy around the edges of the room was completely lit up.
The gentle voice once again echoed in Lin Yi's mind:
"Saint Master, you must clear the name of City Lord Gibson, he is innocent!"
"He doesn't deserve to be forgotten or scorned by the world like this."
"I beg you!"
