Gilbert had just escaped from the tiger's den but entered into the wolf's den, wishing he could bite his tongue off.
"You just said, who do you like?"
Donahueiel had no time to care about why Marvin was there, he walked up to Gilbert step by step, staring at him with deep eyes.
This time Gilbert really regretted it.
He should have checked the result of divination before he went out today, no, he shouldn't have gone out!
What was the matter?
Gilbert swallowed hard, "I mean, I like the type of Janet, but I don't like Janet..."
Hearing this, Donahueiel's terrifying aura eased a bit.
Glancing at Gilbert warningly, Donahueiel turned his narrow and deep eyes to look at Janet, seeing that she was in good health and not injured, he was slightly relieved.
Janet didn't want to talk to them, so she nodded at Felipe, "Felipe, don't worry about these stupid bastards, you can go in and check for Olive first."