Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

"Really?" Stanley Batton asked.

Xyla Quest nodded. "Yeah, you were. You would've been hailed as the battle god if that happened during a professional match."

"Oh?"

"I'm serious," she insisted.

"But that wasn't a professional match. My opponents were all terrible," he stated as he made a face.

"How could there be terrible players at such high ranks?" she asked.

One of Stanley's teammates from the match sent him a friend request while they were speaking, and he accidentally clicked on the button to accept. Almost immediately, that person began to speak.

"Boss, are you interested in joining my team? I'm the manager in charge of Team IM's Honor of Kings section.

"How old are you this year? We can discuss wages by meeting up in person as long as you agree.

"Our club would never exploit our professional gamers."

Stanley smirked in amusement before replying to him. "I'm not interested."

that deter him from

Why wouldn't you be interested? You can earn a lot of money from gaming, you know? You might even make up to ten million a year. "Most professional gamers earn several tens of millions per

owner, Henry Armstrong, is no ordinary businessman. He is very generous to

also pays out huge bonuses during festivities. These bonuses come at 100,000 at the very least," he added. However, his

interested," he typed, feeling uncompelled by what most people

"Why?"

to

want money?" the man asked, but he

about this? Come for a trial session, and I'll start you off at

great offer."

him to prove that he didn't

block him. He seems rather earnest," Xyla voiced out instantly when she saw

harassing me

at you for being a terrible player. And now he's trying to recruit you into his professional gaming team," she said,

his arms. "Come on, let's head

their children,

wore a tender

are out of the kids' favorite snacks. Let's stop by our favorite store to pick