The Dance of Fame and Shadows Chapter 11

Ethan's time was messed up, so he was messed up too.

"Here you go." He hurriedly stuffed the glutinous rice cake into Finn Pei's hand, then forcibly twisted his arm and returned to the half of the space that originally belonged to him.

How many minutes are left? He tried to calculate the time, but the more he calculated, the more confused he became. The missed second hand seemed to be stuck in the beat and could not be caught up. Ethan could only give up. He leaned his back against the inner wall of the cabinet and pulled his hands and feet back as much as possible, as if this would be safe.

But his little clock was broken, and he lost his calm and stable confidence.

To be honest, Finn Pei was a little confused about what had just happened. He squeezed the glutinous rice cake in his hand, and the packaging bag made a sound of plastic being squeezed.