The candlesticks on the wall lit up the entire corridor, allowing Marinda to clearly see what was written on the paper,
suddenly, the lady blinked her attractive blue eyes, her face showing a fleeting expression of surprise.
Then came…
Excitement galore!
The lady crossed her fingers behind her back, briskly shaking her wrists while rhythmically hopping on her feet.
She looked like a boxer warming up.
Clearly, the lady was prepared to carry out those two words seriously.
The candle flame on the candlestick seemed to leap with the lady's small hops, as if ready to cheer her on at any moment.
Arthur, without any hesitation, quickly pulled out another piece of paper he had prepared, on which was written in bold, enlarged font—
Slap to the face, leave a handprint.
Only one slap allowed.
Do not hit vital points.
…
As Marinda's gaze swept over the paper, disappointment immediately appeared in her eyes, and a sigh of regret filled her heart.
