Chapter 69 Frame

There was bound to be a bloody battle between Wendla and me. At this moment, I, kneeling at her feet, was like the mask on my face, a living clown.


Wendla made me kneel on the ground for half an hour. After I said, "I'm your clown" more than one thousand times, she finally showed mercy to me and let me leave. Before leaving, I said I wanted to go upstairs to get my phone, and she didn't stop me. I took off my mask, endured the pain on my body, and ran upstairs. When I opened the door,...