How About Being My Disciple?

The bald man's body stiffened. He did not dare to move or raise his head. He said on the brink of tears, "This… can you tell your subordinate that moving a little is not considered moving…"

Alex rotated his wrist and said calmly, "That depends on whether your answer will satisfy me. Today, my daughter went to the Haunted House to play. Her third uncle accompanied her. Not only did you scare my daughter, but you also stuck a piece of skin on her third uncle's neck, right?"

The bald man, who had his head lowered, was shocked. They had discovered this? Impossible! That paper effigy had also been nurtured with a lot of effort. He was seventeen years old and had been doing this for more than twenty years. He had only nurtured these two paper dolls! How could he have been discovered!

The bald man lost his confidence and panicked. "I posted it…"