Chapter 65: Chapter 65: Werewolf Kill

The Clown rose to his feet with ease, taking the word card from Phoenix's hand, which read—

[Ignorance]

This word...

Ji Wanwan shook her head.

Even for someone with both hands intact, this word would be difficult to illustrate, let alone for the Clown with an injured right hand.

The Clown went to the whiteboard and picked up the pen with his left hand, awkwardly starting to draw.

His posture was awkward, his lines crooked and twisted.

Team B's trio, driven to desperation, scratched their heads in frustration, completely unable to understand what the Clown was trying to convey.

The 30 seconds passed in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the chaotic mess on the whiteboard, Team B players' morale shattered, their faces ashen as if they had been drained of spirit by a female ghost.

Butterfly couldn't help but let out a laugh.

Team B glared at her instantly.