C169 A Scapegoat

As if death had come, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, not daring to make any sound.

However, the knocking on the door continued without stopping, like a death god seeking its own life, fear swept through his entire body.

His nervousness and fear made him not dare to move his body easily. He only felt that the door of the room was opened wide, waiting for her to arrive. . .

After a while