Constantine looked at Schiller and asked doubtfully: "Is this your condition?"

His subtext is actually "Is it that simple?".

Schiller nodded.

Constantine worked hard to crack the trap in this short sentence, but the amount of information contained in this sentence was too little. Constantine looked through every letter of every word and could not find anything to hide.

Trap place.

"Discount price?" he tried to ask.

"The punishment will be severe."

"How harsh?"

"you will regret."

"What do you regret?"

"I thought you could get a discount," Constantine heard Schiller say in an understatement.

"Has anyone ever? Bruce?"

"He got too many offers from the other me, and he didn't."

"Then this is my special price."

When Constantine walked out of the wooden house on the beach, he just wanted to punch himself at the time - what a rash idea!

But it was too late. Now his heart kept repeating the pain when Schiller's precise knife skills left traces, just like reminding Constantine countless times whose hands he fell into and how.

How many times have I failed in my posture?
Chapter completed!