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."

deter him from

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 make this

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

offer a high salary, but he also pays out huge bonuses during festivities. These bonuses come at 100,000 at

by what most people deemed was a lucrative

"Why?"

responding to

asked, but he didn't get a

I'll start you off at fifteen million

great offer."

blocked him to prove that

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

just keep harassing me if

at you for being a terrible player. And now he's trying to recruit you into his professional

let out a chuckle before sweeping her up into his arms. "Come on, let's head home. Our kids are waiting for

of their children, their

a tender expression

of the kids' favorite snacks. Let's stop by our favorite