Chapter 247

Hearing that, Cordelia casually remarked, "Not too shabby."

Karl was speechless.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask how many points she scored but hesitated, worried about embarrassing Cordelia. Just as he was wrestling with his thoughts, Yates blurted out, "How much did you get?"

Cordelia replied, "Three hundred and ten."

She nailed the bonus question too, so her total score was three hundred plus ten. But saying it that way felt a bit awkward, so she simply rounded it to three hundred and ten.

Karl was baffled.

Cordelia must not have done too well, right? Otherwise, why would she forget what she once said, that the perfect score was three hundred?

The score she casually mentioned exceeded that!

Karl started to speak, "The perfect score..."

Before he could finish, Clay tugged at his sleeve and shot him a warning glance: If Cordelia made up a score, let it be. Why dig deeper?! Isn't that even more embarrassing for her?!

Karl immediately caught Clay's drift and, though against his inner feelings, praised, "Not bad at all, that's a pretty good score!" Seeing their over-the-top reactions, Yates couldn't help but twitch his lips and asked, "Lia, isn't the perfect score three hundred?" Cordelia explained, "Oh, I got the bonus question right too, added ten points."

After saying that, she headed towards the training room.

Yates glanced at Karl and the others, their shocked faces amusing him as he proudly followed her in.

Floyd thought to himself... Cordelia scored a perfect score, what's there for you to act all proud about?

Soon, it was time for the finals.

Through their practice sessions, Cordelia began to embrace the spirit of teamwork. Karl was the team's jester, a bit short-tempered but his childish remarks always brought laughter.

Clay was more reserved.

Their top laner was the quiet type, not much for words.

for the first time in the game the reassurance of entrusting her back to her

of commission, his presence in the team

tagging along with the coach to the venue, to

in smaller venues, with fewer spectators, which didn't faze Cordelia as much

today was different. They were in a stadium filled with thousands, a sea of faces

the two newcomers, Cordelia and Yates, thinking this massive crowd might intimidate them.

book, muttering words under her breath, not wasting a moment even as she

other hand, showed no sign of nervousness. His rebellious red hair was tucked under a black cap, a mask hiding his expressions, but his eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation for

was the one overthinking. How could these two possibly know the feeling

entered the locker

checked her phone and saw a message from Lorna: "Lia, I'm sitting in the VIP section with Everard. Can't wait to see you shine in the finals!" Lorna made it a

gentle smile crossed Cordelia's face

it, she paused, then added, "Okay,

when members of the CM team headed to another locker room, their voices trailing off as they caught sight of the

and Cordelia, who had already put on her mask, "So, this is your new

having played a few group matches, and both new EW Club members preferred to compete anonymously, a topic that

white cap and a gray mask,

it prevented Yates from standing out too much, and secondly, Cordelia

comment about

the mask? Take it off, let us have a look. It's okay if you're not a

Club

about to respond when Cordelia inquired, "Who's

"CM's jungler,

Cordelia said nonchalantly, "A defeated

Wade was taken aback.

practice match. We weren't even trying! You really think you're

remained calm, "See you on

to retort, but they were ushered out to prevent

laner stood up, "I'll be

was tedious, so Cordelia resumed

to Floyd, "Bro, after the match, you owe me the

The truth?

Cordelia blinked, puzzled.

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