Trapped in the Artist's Nightmare Chapter 17

After hearing Adrian Mu's words, everyone was in shock for a long time.

I never expected that these so-called "beautiful words" that I had been chanting and praising in the classroom since childhood actually had such horrible and cruel original meanings.

"No wonder you asked me to hide my head in my clothes last night..." Owen Wei murmured.

"Just like a crow can't tell whether a scarecrow is a fake or a real person, I think that kind of 'thing' may not be able to tell the difference between a head hidden and no head at all." Adrian Mu said calmly.

"So when that 'thing' saw a headless 'corpse' lying on the ground, it thought I was dead and would not chop off my head again, so I escaped with my life." Owen Wei suddenly realized, and then became curious, "How can you be sure that the thing will not see through that I, a headless man, am fake?"