章 356: Shye Crowley In Trouble?

"Die, my ass! Why the fuck are you whispering?! Can you stop posing? Everyone already knows your true colors, stop pretending to be someone you're not, idiot!" Shye deliberately exclaimed loudly, bringing yet another wave of discomfort and humiliation in Percy's heart.

The poser wanted to scream "stop" or "shut up!" However, his stupid, delusional mask prevented him from doing so.

Percy was simply locked in.

Still, there was a limit to how much psychological abuse a man could take, hence, although the poser tried his hardest not to show any emotions, remaining the "calm, cool, and approachable" rookie that he was in his head, a hint of anger was clearly written on his face.

Even the onlookers noticed.

Utterly fuming inside, Percy used the last and most reliable gap-closer skill he had: [Target Locked Lv.3(Rare)].