The Top of The Mountain is Always The Least Crowded

Villain Ch 172. The Top of The Mountain is Always The Least Crowded

"Are you out of your mind?" Allen's voice dripped with incredulity. He couldn't fathom why Greg was convulsing with maniacal laughter, seemingly finding humor in the situation.

"I am! Ha ha ha ha! It's hilarious, don't you see?" Greg retorted, his tone laced with mockery.

A furrow formed on Allen's brow as he struggled to make sense of Greg's bizarre behavior. "What are you talking about?" he demanded, his voice tinged with frustration.

Greg's laughter subsided, replaced by a smirk that oozed with malice. His true intentions began to surface, revealing a web of calculated cruelty. "Your skills. They're extraordinary. You can defeat anyone in a duel, but that very same prowess pushes others away," Greg taunted, his words stinging with venom. "You're all alone in this game, devoid of guilds or companions. Everyone fears being overshadowed by your brilliance."