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."

let that deter him from

from gaming, you know? You might even make up to ten million a year. "Most professional gamers earn several tens of millions per year. Don't you want to

no ordinary businessman. He is very generous

huge bonuses during festivities. These bonuses come at 100,000

uncompelled by what most people deemed was a lucrative

"Why?"

responding to

money?" the man asked, but he didn't get a

for a trial session, and I'll start you off at fifteen million per annum if you perform well. Would

great offer."

him to prove that

didn't have to block him. He seems rather earnest," Xyla voiced

harassing me if I

he was yelling at you for being a terrible player. And now he's trying to recruit you

his arms. "Come on, let's head home.

the mention of their children, their gazes

a tender

the kids' favorite snacks. Let's stop by our favorite store to pick some up," she