Chapter 52 I Die, Or You Die!

I gazed at Wendla, and Wendla also stared at me.

She was a cold and proud woman. Even though she had loved the Clown, her eyes didn't flinch. Maybe she had forgotten the Clown, and I was just the coward in her eyes.

I squinted and kept gazing. Soon Wendla turned her head aside.

I looked around and found those people here were almost all those in Wendla's banquet.

"Thanks for coming today. You should know the purpose I hold this gathering." Carl said to those people.

Those...