Chapter 227

Floyd's gaze was fixed on the ground, his fists clenched tightly.

He stared at Yates for a long moment before letting out a low chuckle. "Yates, I'd rather have you hate me."

After uttering those words, he stood up and took a step back.

He looked at Yates again and finally spoke. "You can't join the team. In the world of pro gamers, it's either you or me."

With that, he turned to leave.

But just as he reached the door, he suddenly heard a noise from behind.

Turning around, he saw Yates had grabbed a nearby glass and hurled it at him, shouting, "Floyd, go to hell!"

However, the glass missed, whizzing past Floyd's side.

"Crash!"

It hit the ground, shattering with a sharp sound.

Floyd looked back at Yates, his eyes filled with bitterness, but he repeated his stance. "If you still consider me your brother, then stay out of the pro leagues. No matter which team it is, if you join, I'll leave.”

After saying that, he pushed the hospital room door open and walked out.

From the moment they heard the glass break, three people outside rushed in. As they entered, they caught Floyd's harsh words. After Floyd left, the trio turned their gaze to Yates.

Merry was livid. "Damn! Yates, you've never been treated like this in your life! It's just the EW Club. Why not just buy it out and see how he likes that! The Big Boss might be tough, but can he really monopolize the entire esports world?! He's way too arrogant!"

Yates remained silent, his face dark.

The more Merry thought about it, the angrier he got, continuing, "I used to admire the Big Boss, but I never expected this. His words were just too much. Right, Lia?"

Cordelia nodded in agreement, assuring Yates. "Don't worry, I won't go."

How could she join Floyd's team after what he did to Little Flame?

his face in the pillow. "I need

and Cordelia exchanged looks and nodded

who had been standing beside them,

Outside the hospital.

stepped outside, he immediately straightened up at the approaching footsteps

in his pockets, had become colder and more intimidating after leaving

kept his

closer. "Aren't you afraid of

lifted his head, fear evident in

firmly. "But I

statement made Everard

moment of intense gaze, Everard scoffed and walked

his forehead, having felt the murderous

deep breath to calm his nerves, Floyd made his way back to the gaming

Night had fallen.

teammates were still up, playing into the

but injuries had taken their toll on their agility,

these rookies were

from pro level.

the club manager hurried

Floyd replied. "It's fine."

he walked on, the manager sighed. "Floyd, I can't tell if you love or loathe this

manager continued.

you invested

to keep the team afloat. You've been tirelessly scouting new talent even playing through your injuries. I thought you cared the most about

why wouldn't you let the top shooter join our

didn't respond, heading upstairs to his

The manager stood still.

still respect me as your captain, then reject him, whether he wants to buy

was left

shared struggles and triumphs, how could there be

him no choice

knew that shooter and Floyd used to be close

Yates was left alone as Cordelia and

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