In the middle of the night, the F Continent was shrouded in darkness. The seemingly calm surface was also a sign that a storm was about to arrive.
At the Iris Estate, Lowe lay on the bed with cold sweat constantly seeping from his forehead. Both hands tightly gripped the bedsheet, and his facial expression began to twist and contort.
"Ah."
Suddenly, he cried out with a hoarse voice, his eyes suddenly opened, bloodshot, while his breathing became extremely rapid.
The whole person seemed to have undergone immense pain.
Only at this moment did he understand what the "experience" Emma White mentioned in the day meant?
Lowe curled his body, his clothes on the back already soaked, yet his head hurt more and more, that dense gnawing feeling made him wish he could kill Emma White.
Very soon.
Kyle heard the commotion and hurried over. Seeing the man drenched in sweat on the bed, groaning continuously, his face changed instantly.
