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Chapter 97

Warren looked down at Quinlyn standing beside him, wanting to pat her on the head. But he wasn’t familiar enough with her or as carefree as Stanley. Instead, he smiled gently, his eyes soft, and said, “Okay.”

As they walked out of the White Stadium, everyone’s spirits were completely different from when they arrived.

The other teams were intrigued by Quinlyn’s group, feeling a shift from tension to relief as they casually asked about the price of the shirt.

They heard it was free, but with the catch of joining the club first. They mumbled among themselves, hesitantly joining the club while thinking they could just leave the group after receiving the suits.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered, they received a welcome package from.

Xiomar sent: [Ta–da! Welcome, our adorable newcomer! Please enjoy this treat from the great Quinlyn. P.S.: This is exclusively for our group’s fans, so keep it a secret!]

At first, they thought it was a sly money–making scheme. But once they opened it, they saw a reverse tracking system.

The team next door exclaimed, “Wow, isn’t this the barrier that appeared out of nowhere during battles?!” Everyone slowly realized the truth. Quinlyn was truly something special.

Trailing at the back, the DigitalKey Group watched the groups ahead getting closer, whispering with their phones out. Their hearts sank further, convinced they were the subject of gossip.

Someone couldn’t take it anymore and approached Warren. “Mr. Sullivan, I don’t think I’m fit for DigitalKey. I want to resign. Anyone with a bit of self–respect would feel uncomfortable.

Still leading the way, Warren heard this, turned around, and shook his head with a polite, gentle smile. “Realizing your weaknesses means you have the potential to improve. If you lose today and refuse to admit it, that would be truly hopeless.”

These words moved the employees, who all promised to go back and practice diligently, determined not to disappoint him. Only Yasmine, at the back, quietly clenched her fist and looked down in embarrassment.

and the others were cheating. She wasn’t wrong. Her parents were remarkable; she was

Warren arranged vehicles to send each team member one by one. Regardless of winning or losing,

“Hold on, I want to compete with you all again!” Yasmine burst out, her face bearing a handprint, her eyes

and pulled Yasmine aside. “Don’t act out. The competition is over. You should reflect on your own skills rather than troubling those who have contributed to DigitalKey

compared to my parents, they’re nothing!” Yasmine’s emotions flared up, with signs

about to speak, he

out!”

exploded just inches away. Quinlyn, reacting quickly, pushed the two arguing people apart and led Xiomar’s group to take cover

bulletproof car

gosh!” A group

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happening.

shocked Yasmine close, using

time. The thought made his expression turn cold,

a small hand grabbed his wrist. Warren was startled and looked down straight

looked at him, but the strength of her grip

own, he might lose a hand in the next moment, so he wisely pulled

turned to cling to him, shaking as she cried, “Warren, who are those people? I’m so scared, I don’t want to die. You have to protect me.” She wrapped

before she looked away. In the brief pause of gunfire, she seized the chance to lead the group into a nearby alley. The area was surrounded by apartment buildings, with

shoulder firmly, and said seriously, “Stay