Villain Ch 1126. Rats
At another table in Ront City's Tavern, slightly removed from the crowded group of top players discussing their strategy, sat Liam and Darren. They weren't there for the drinks or the company.
No, their presence had been requested—ordered—by Sophia, who, despite not being a winner of the event, had tasked them with keeping an eye on the conversation between Elio and the others. The two men sat slouched in their chairs, half-heartedly listening to the distant murmurs from the other table, their expressions a mix of annoyance and resignation.
Darren let out a long, frustrated sigh, staring at his mug of beer before taking a sip. "I don't understand why she asked us to do this," he muttered, his voice low but heavy with irritation. "This whole thing has nothing to do with Allen, and Elio has been ignoring her for a while now. Yet here we are. Spying."
