Chen Li: Save the big head or the little head-pick one! (11,000 words)

"..."

Everyone's stomping froze.

Just as Dio thought he was about to be saved, an even fiercer barrage of punches and kicks followed.

"Making empty promises to me! You said you'd let me go in ten years—why didn't you put it in writing?!"

"Smacking my butt every day! One day, I'll use my butt to smack your face!"

"Hiring someone to grind games for you when you bet against me! You bastard!"

"Stealing my mother's love! And you stole two of them!"

"Stealing my Queen! My Queen is obviously so pure and kind!"

"Acting like an idiot every day, then trying to screw me over again! I'll twist your head right off!"

"Elysia! I hate that you're as stubborn as a block of wood!"

Chen Li listened from the side and gradually felt that something was off.

You guys... were really talking about the same person?

Then that person really had done every bad thing imaginable.

"Phew, this Dio was really hard to beat."

"As expected of a vampire!"

"His regeneration was seriously impressive!"

"Did you guys secretly cast healing spells on Dio?"

"Huh, why is there a Dog Talisman here?"

"Sorry, I dropped it. As a Miraculous Forger, it was perfectly normal for me to carry a few Miraculous Item Embryos around, right?"

"That's for slandering my sister!"

"Alright, alright, Sunday, calm down. It's fine to fool the brothers, but don't fool yourself for real!"

"Seriously, Sunday, why not consider venting with the Slap Gloves?"

"Guh!" Dio glared maliciously at these villains who were venting their malice on him.

They had slapped him for no reason, then barged into someone else's home without explanation and beat up a centenarian!

Was there no justice? No law?!

"What's wrong, little vampire? What are you thinking about? Tell me so I can