Villain Ch 1612. PvE-PvP
"What the—?"
His vision tilted.
Because suddenly, Jane had pinched both of his cheeks with her hands and turned his head to her—face-to-face, like she was inspecting a cute pet or a new cursed artifact.
Her voice was sweet and innocent.
"Oh… he's in Devil Emperor mode again."
Allen blinked.
"…"
He didn't say anything.
He couldn't. Not with her fingers pulling his face into derpy scrunched-cheek expressions.
"Jane." His voice was muffled. "Let go."
"I dunno," she sang, tilting his head left and right. "Do you even remember us when you go full 'merciless dungeon monarch'? Or do you just see everything in red?"
Behind them, Larissa sighed and pressed two fingers to her temple. "Seriously? He was in his zone, and you broke it like that?"
