Plop!
Ernie had no temper at all. He immediately knelt on the ground, repeatedly slapping his own face. "Lord, I was wrong."
"Lord, I got a screw loose. Please spare me."
"I really dare not to offend you again."
"I swear, I will never harass Leila again. Lord, if there's anything you need me to do in Greafank, I will do it seriously."
"I beg you."
He really didn't want to die.
Walter remained silent, strolling over. The sound of his footsteps landing step by step was like the tolling of death bells, resonating in Ernie's heart: "Lord, I really messed up."
"I beg you, please spare me."
He kept kowtowing.
Blood even oozed from his forehead due to continuous bowing.
As Walter approached, Ernie dared not even breathe. His body trembled as if it could explode at any moment.
Nervous.
