The Me Who Was Supposed to Play Along Couldn't Keep Acting...

"Listen, listen!"

"Back then, I gave that intruder one huge slap."

"Don't let the fact that she was a woman fool you. She threatened Asgard, so I had no choice but to hit her!"

Loki, disguised as Odin, stood atop a lavish platform, gesticulating wildly.

In his telling, Odin's battle against Hela had become his own.

He described every battle scene with vivid detail.

It was just like the lyrics Lin Feng had heard before—once he opened his mouth, he blew the roof off.

He had really been having the time of his life lately.

Odin was gone, Frigga was gone, Hela was gone, and even his idiot brother had been sent to Sakaar.

Only he remained in Asgard. Everyone had to obey his commands.

One word: awesome!

That lofty feeling had utterly intoxicated him...

Whenever he reached an exciting part, he would pause for a while to savor the audience's applause and cheers.

After finishing one segment, Loki felt thirsty.

He turned and gave a beautiful maid a look. The maid skillfully brought over a goblet, clearly not for the first time.

Loki did not even take it. He simply leaned his head over and let the maid feed him.

For fuck's sake... Lin Feng had been watching from the side while invisible, and he no longer knew how to judge this.

It was so pathetic that he could barely stop himself from walking over and slapping him!

"To be honest, over all these years, the person I feel most sorry for is Loki..."

After finishing his drink, Loki put on an expression of guilt and launched into a new topic.

"I feel that I neglected him too much."

"He is a capable, ambitious child."

"What do you think of having Loki inherit my position in the future?"

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