Chapter 139

With a sense of complete satisfaction, Chen Ming finally let go of Mewtwo, who was left utterly dazed. Mewtwo's face was flushed a deep crimson. In the grip of such intense agitation, the blood vessels around its pupils had dilated, and red veins threaded through both eyes, making them look no less vivid than its flushed cheeks. Its skin felt slick, damp with the lingering traces of sweat left behind by the emotional tempest. Whether the droplets slipping down the bridge of its nose were sweat or tears shed from being bullied a little too mercilessly was probably unclear even to the person in question.