©Novel Buddy
PREVIEW
... dents in the room were all dumbfounded.
Then, Professor Sherman let out an anguished cry:
"My painting—"
A long gash had been torn straight down from the top of the scroll. The sight broke Professor Sherman’s heart. He rushed forward to touch the paper, his face contorted in distress.
"Didn’t I tell you to be careful? Just look at this... this tear... I borrowed this from The Calligraphy Association... Oh, you two..." Professor Sherman’s face was ashen with anger ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
























