Villain Ch 247. Fishy
Allen took a deep breath. With a sheepish smile, he made his way toward the group, his eyes fixed on the imposter standing before him.
"Hey there," Allen greeted, his voice laced with a mix of apprehension and determination.
The imposter's eyes darted toward Allen, his gaze filled with a subtle hint of superiority. He scanned Allen from head to toe, sizing him up with a critical eye. Allen's simple yet practical armor and weapons failed to impress the imposter, who was undoubtedly expecting more extravagant gear. It was clear that the imposter had already formed a dismissive judgment, deeming Allen as nothing more than an insignificant player.
Allen maintained his friendly smile. "You guys seem to be having a great time here," Allen said, gesturing to the lively atmosphere.
