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."

man didn't let that deter him from pestering a talented

say that. Why wouldn't you be interested? You can earn a lot of money from gaming, you know? You might even make up to

Henry Armstrong, is no ordinary

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

by

"Why?"

responding to the

want money?" the man asked,

a trial session, and I'll start you off at fifteen million per annum if you perform well. Would that work? doubt would give

great offer."

directly blocked him to prove that

He seems rather earnest," Xyla

just keep harassing me if

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

up into his arms. "Come on,

mention of their children, their gazes

wore a tender expression

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