The Gladiatorial Match

As the God of Mischief, Loki had told no small number of lies to get by on Sakaar. He had thought that, in this foreign land, no one knew him and he could do as he pleased. Never had he expected that, just as he was getting established, his half-brother would show up.

The worst thing when deceiving people was having someone familiar disrupt everything. After hastily dealing with those around him, Loki hurried toward Thor, afraid that his brainless older brother would say something inappropriate.

"Shh! Shh! Shh! Shut up!" Loki quickly reached Thor's side and quietly urged him to keep his mouth shut. The two then began whispering to each other.

"Loki, save me!" When Thor saw Loki approach, he reacted as though he had found his savior and sent out a distress signal.

"No, no, no, I can't do that. I only just joined them..." Loki rejected his brother's request without a second thought. After all, he had only just gained a foothold here. If he offended Grandmaster, he would be in serious trouble.

Seeing Loki's attitude, Thor immediately became furious. He had truly treated Loki as his biological younger brother all his life, yet Loki was treating him this way now.

Seeing the change in Thor's expression, Loki immediately realized he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly began explaining in a low voice.

However, their whispered plotting was taking place right in front of Grandmaster, who was watching them from such a close distance that, to him, it was no different from listening to them through a loudspeaker.

Even with the noisy DJ music between them, Grandmaster could still hear their conversation clearly. After listening to them whispering and even slandering him, Grandmaster finally could not hold back a cough. "Ahem, do you two know