All the boys in the room looked at Thor in surprise.

The whole room was quiet for a while.

But soon, three boys looked at each other and walked out.

"You are quite capable, boy!" The first one picked up a chair from the ground and chopped it hard at Thor, "I wonder if your hand is hard or the wood is hard!"

Thor stretched out his bony left hand and punched the wooden stool.

The wooden stool was broken into pieces, and the debris splashed all over the other party's face.

But the boys did not attack again.

Everyone fell silent, and their faces were no longer surprised, but horrified.

Even Brown, who fell to the ground and groaned, looked at Thor's left hand in shock and subconsciously rubbed back.

The left hand cannot be hidden.

Their servants don't have gloves, and they have a lot of daily work, so it is impossible for them to not use their left hands all the time.

Thor simply showed it to shock everyone and make his right hand less high-profile.

"You, are you cursed?"

Unexpectedly, the first thing everyone thought of was the curse.

"Is this curse contagious?"

"Go tell the butler!"

Thor didn't explain. He looked at Brown and suddenly stretched out his left hand to grab someone.

"Woooooo!!!"

Brown was so scared that he didn't even care about the injury on his left hand. He rolled and crawled back.

Thor waved his left hand in front of everyone again.

A group of boys were also scared and screamed and retreated.

Thor suddenly felt that he was a little childish, but he was also a little relieved.

"Starting tomorrow, I won't clean the corridor anymore." No one in the room dared to refute Thor, "You take turns!"

He pointed at Brown with his bony index finger, "You're the first."

Brown's face changed immediately.

"Butler, it's him. He was cursed and didn't report it!"

A boy's voice came from behind.

Thor turned around and saw another boy who always laughed at him coming in with a middle-aged man in a black uniform.

The butler didn't show any fear when he saw Thor's hand.

He frowned quickly, "Come with me."

Thor glanced at the informer and followed the butler out in silence.

The two came to the utility room.

"Tell me about it."

"I did a ** experiment for Master Kongsha, a second-level wizard apprentice."

The butler was startled, "You volunteered?"

Thor was puzzled. If he didn't volunteer, could the butler still help him sue?

"Ahem..." The butler coughed twice, "I mean, did Master Kongsha pay you? If not, you can apply for compensation from the butler. After all, servants are the assets of the tower master, and even the apprentice master cannot consume them at will."

Thor would not believe what the butler said.

Before the time travel, Thor was killed by a wizard apprentice with a book, but when he died, no one would give him an explanation when Thor traveled through time.

The other party was just testing whether he had a relationship with Kongsha.

So Thor said calmly, "No."

Seeing the housekeeper's face change slightly, he continued, "There is no need for that little reward between me and Lord Kongsha."

The housekeeper's face changed again.

He was halfway angry, but forced a smile.

"Ah, haha, well, since you... I won't bother you anymore. Go back. You don't have to work these two days, take a good rest."

He glanced at Thor's left hand fearfully.

Thor bowed slightly, "Thank you, housekeeper."

He pushed the door open and saw a group of boys crowding at the door of the bedroom looking over here.

Thor walked over, and the boys immediately retreated back to the room.

"You!" Thor pointed at the boy who told the story, "It's your turn the day after tomorrow."

The other person's face turned as white as Brown's!