"So it was you who was playing all of these tricks," the Fiend Emperor said in surprise and anger.
The white bones didn't reply. Instead, the skeleton spread its arms, then seemed to breathe in. A look of pleasure appeared on its face; it was strange to be able to see an expression from a skeleton. It said, "I am finally able to breathe free air. So it was this sweet and fragrant!"
Wendy couldn't help but mutter, "Can you even smell in your current state…"
The skeleton sighed and replied, "You're right, I can't. However, I can imagine it."
The others were speechless.
"Why do you look like this?" the Fiend Emperor asked, giving it a cold look. Its aura was too weak. Forget about him, even the weak Wendy could easily kill it.
"What do you think I should look like? I've already been lying inside for so many years, so of course my flesh has already disappeared," the white skeleton replied, sounding as if it were talking about something completely unrelated to itself.
