Advent of the Three Calamities - Chapter 205 Whistle [1]

... could hardly focus on what was ahead of me as sweat trickled down the side of my face.

My legs felt weak, and wherever I looked, I'd see the faces of the audience staring at me with looks of confusion.

.....It was a strange feeling.

I couldn't quite describe it.

I was there and yet didn't feel there.

All I could think about was the man who had been clapping just moments after.

'What was that...?'

From the overall relaxed attitude, and its ...