The atmosphere grew heavy in an instant.
The Grass Candle Monster, known to roam at night singing songs—hearing its melody means you'll be cursed… Qiao Sang recalled the Grass Candle Monster's profile, her heart skipping a beat:
Could she already be cursed…?
The surrounding staff clearly shared her anxiety.
After a brief silence, their expressions turned frantic:
"Are we cursed?"
"No way, it seems like the Grass Candle Monster didn't even finish singing a phrase…"
"Don't scare me, a curse from a King-level Pet Beast—I can't handle that, I'm still so young…"
"This should count as workplace injury! The organization should bring in a Pet Beast skilled at breaking curses for us!"
"I need to ask, what type of curse power does the Grass Candle Monster have?"
"No idea! I haven't seen anything like it in books!"
"Could it be that all the people who were cursed by the Grass Candle Monster just… disappeared, so there's no detailed record…"
"Ah! Stop scaring me!"
