Moreover, Chen Luo made a slight alteration to Sparkle's consciousness, deleting some insignificant memories, such as those related to the Shen Nong Ruler and Omni-Grass.
Both of their roles returned to normal at that moment.
Sparkle's gaze began to turn vacant.
Then it became shocked, furious, and finally, she laughed in extreme anger.
"Chen! Luo!" The two words seemed to be squeezed out from between Sparkle's teeth, stained with considerable anger from their owner.
"Mm, what is it?" Chen Luo tossed the mask carrying the power of an Emissary of Joy back into his backpack.
"Good. Very good! I've never suffered such a huge loss at anyone's hands! As expected of an Emissary of Joy acknowledged by the God of Fun—you've gone farther than me on the Path of Joy!"
Sparkle raised her head again, her face now filled with a smile.
Only, that smile carried a threatening undertone.
"I really shouldn't have underestimated any Emissary, especially one acknowledged by the God of Fun. Your methods are superior to mine! But I won't admit defeat. Let's see which of us gets the last laugh." An excessively delighted smile curled across Sparkle's lips.
"It'll definitely be me. After all, as long as I want it to, the contract will take effect again." The contract with Sparkle appeared in Chen Luo's hand.
The smile at the corner of Sparkle's mouth instantly froze.
As Sparkle, who retained most of her memories, recalled how indulgent she had been toward Chen Luo just now, she felt uncomfortable all over.
And... deeply afraid.
Who was the real Sparkle?
That might also have been Sparkle.
But it was not the Sparkle she wanted to become.
Sparkle looked warily at the contract in Chen Luo's hand.
"I heard from Sampo that your bar is famous for treating its