Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 395: Are the Cleaning Tools in Your Team of Such Poor Quality?

The moment the world champion received the trophy, he announced his retirement. This news exploded within the entire competitive circle. Lysander's retirement instantly made headlines, surpassing even the buzz of Hawk winning another championship. However, the person who took it the hardest was Orson.

"Winning against me and then retiring? How is that different from those irresponsible guys who ditch someone after sleeping with them?" Orson fumed.

Theodore pondered for a moment. "Captain, that might not be the best way to put it."

Orson shot him a glare, his handsome face almost consumed by rage. "Then tell me how to put it!"

No one dared to speak further. Orson, unable to contain his anger, picked up his phone and called Lysander, cursing him out for a full ten minutes without repeating himself once. Lysander said nothing and hung up as soon as Orson paused to catch his breath.

Listening to the dial tone, Orson's face darkened to a point where even the grim reaper would have stepped back. Theodore quickly leaned away. Everyone knew that Orson was most terrifying when he was silent rather than when he was shouting.

Orson gripped his phone tightly, his fingertips turning white. Suddenly, with a loud bang, he smashed the phone on the ground and turned to find Lysander. But standing behind him was Jared, who was even more intimidating than the grim reaper.

"Brother," Orson immediately lowered his head. "I was wrong. You can punish me."

Jared sat down calmly, his long legs crossed and his broad back resting against the sofa. He looked up and asked, "What did you do wrong?"

"I embarrassed you."

Jared's cold eyes flashed. "You still don't know what you did wrong and yet you have the nerve to go confront Lysander?"

Orson's shoulders trembled; he nearly collapsed to the floor. He knew that his brother was truly angry this time.

"You knew it was a trap but still jumped in. Why did you insist on solo-killing Lysander in the third game? You ignored defending high ground just to beat Lysander and neglected your team. Have you forgotten everything I've told you these past few days?" Jared's questions left Orson speechless.

combat disrupted team coordination, giving Hawk an opening. Their team's greatest strength was their synergy, but he lost his cool trying to take down Lysander, throwing everything

teamwork, even if Hawk won, it wouldn't

remained silent under Jared's reprimand while other Snake

Lysander; he's

table with one hand. Orson had never seen Jared so furious before and sensed that

medal around his neck without much excitement on his

peak as an eSports player-the prime of his career. Yet he chose this moment to

the Emerson family. As their sole heir who had missed out on much professional training in his youth, he now needed to catch up quickly

bitterly. "How could I not? This is my favorite profession-an irreplaceable

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and discreetly wiped away a tear before looking up

patted his head. "Since you've made your choice, don't regret it. Life has many crossroads; it's your path." Lysander looked

no more; she knew Lysander was smart enough to understand that even if he chose eSports now, retirement would come eventually-and by then, there might be no place

He couldn't let anyone in the Emerson family look down on him; for

her hand and said, "Go say goodbye to

won't you join us for

her hand dismissively. "No, I

the distance as determination filled his eyes. Tina, I've regretted once; I won't let myself regret

luxury car slowly drove out. Sitting in the backseat with a

cleaning outfit while Jared allowed her free rein

and thought that only Tina could treat

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