Chapter 162

"It's satisfying."

Lemira walked over and sat down. Despite already knowing the outcome, she found watching the event unfold firsthand exhilarating.

"Hey Sweet Lemon, check this out. Someone did a voiceover for today's game, and it's hilarious!"

Lemira hit play and was immediately greeted by Evelina's foolish gameplay, now accompanied by comedic commentary.

[The fake-angel girl, your trigger finger's slower than your tear ducts!]

[Listen, you're supposed to be a gunner, not a damsel in distress needing protection. Step it up and cover your team!]

After watching, Lemira was amused, "If Evelina sees this, she's definitely going to throw a live streaming pity party." She knew Evelina all too well.