Seeing Marco Polo send a speechless ellipsis, Fatty Bear didn’t hide anything from him any longer and delivered the fatal blow.
Han Xin: "Didn’t expect that, did you, Marco? That Yao i you were fawning over? The player is a cute boy. And the little Luban you thought was trash at the ga is actually a girl—a genuine great beauty. A super, unbeatable great beauty. She’s not just gorgeous, she’s also rich. If you don’t believe , go check out her profile when we’re done."
As soon as he had joined the team, Fatty Bear had checked Si Wen’s profile. She was number one on the nobility rankings—a V10.
You have to understand, the V10 rank had only been out for a short ti, and very few people had reached it. Yet this young lady was at the very top of the nobility rankings.
Then he thought about Xue Xing’s sister-in-law, whose status also seed quite extraordinary. From what he recalled, he thought he’d heard his parents discussing how Xue Xing’s sister-in-law was a local from Yancheng. Yancheng was the capital of the Dragon Country. Any random local there had a starting net worth in the tens of millions. As her good friend and confidante, this girl’s net worth naturally wouldn’t be low either.
Marco Polo: ...
He had been playing King’s Ga ever since it launched, and since his skills were decent, he had quickly reached the King tier. Because of his skills, plenty of girls in the ga added him as a friend, looking to play with him. He never expected to be fooled by a guy playing Yao i.
A 200-pound Yao i is at least still a girl. But a guy...
He completely lost his composure and started cursing furiously in the chat.
Marco Polo: "Yao, I’ll f****** kill you!"
At the ti, King’s Ga hadn’t implented much censorship for swearing, so anyone could see how vile his curses were.
Si Wen’s previously calm expression changed subtly. Although the change was minute, Xue Xing felt as though the surrounding temperature had plumted by twenty degrees. There was a chilling draft in the air, and he shivered involuntarily.
Xue Xing suddenly realized he didn’t seem to understand Si Wen at all. He didn’t know what she liked or why she would get angry, let alone when he might cross one of her untouchable boundaries.
Fatty Bear, however, understood what was happening. Si Wen didn’t delay any longer, leading Xue Xing to push straight for the enemy’s high ground and then their crystal.
The ga ended. Upon returning to the lobby, she invited Marco Polo to join the team.
They had gone from a huge lead to a huge deficit in less than a minute. In the end, it took only five minutes to destroy the enemy’s crystal. And those five minutes were only because Si Wen had wanted to kill Marco Polo and deliberately dragged out the ga.
After the match, Marco Polo was completely stunned. He couldn’t figure out how they had suddenly won. They were on the verge of losing! And yet, their Lu Ban No. 7, who was clearly so much worse than him, had sohow turned it all around. The greater he perceived the skill gap to be, the more bitter Marco Polo felt.
He clicked on Si Wen’s profile to view her information. Unsurprisingly, what he saw was the sa as what Fatty Bear had seen: Number one on the top-up list, a V10 player.
Then he looked at her ID. What was there left to misunderstand? The Young Miss of the Si Family.
He had even pinned her on his Weibo; she was the only blogger he had ever pinned. He had fantasized that one day he might be matched with her. With his skills, maybe he’d have a chance to beco her friend and, from there, develop their relationship further...
Yet today, he really had been matched with her, only to have pushed her away with his own hands. The feeling was like finally winning a one hundred million prize in the lottery, only to lose the ticket. Anxiety gnawed at him, like ten thousand ants crawling over his heart. He finally understood the feeling of being green with regret and desperately wanted to slap himself.
Just then, he saw Si Wen’s invitation, and his spirits soared.
Could it be? Does Lu Ban think my skills are up to par, so she’s inviting to the team?
Marco Polo suddenly felt as if the lost lottery ticket had sohow been found again. He didn’t hesitate and quickly accepted the invitation, afraid that if he was a second too late, Si Wen would start without him.
The mont he entered the lobby, he saw Xue Xing’s ID. His expression shifted subtly, but this ti he didn’t speak. He cleverly chose to remain silent to see what Si Wen had invited him for.
Si Wen’s cold voice cut through the silence. "I’ll give you three seconds to apologize!"
The words sent a shiver down Marco Polo’s spine. It was obvious they were directed at him. He imdiately apologized to Xue Xing: "I’m sorry, I didn’t an to curse at you. Please forgive ."
Xue Xing: ...
This feeling of being protected... it’s not bad.
Seeing that Xue Xing didn’t respond, Si Wen spoke again. "He hasn’t forgiven you. Keep apologizing until he does."
Marco Polo: ...
I’ve already apologized, what more does he want? Isn’t he just relying on the Young Miss of the Si Family for support?
Marco Polo hesitated, wondering if he should just leave. At this point, he knew that even if he had found the lottery ticket, he wouldn’t be able to cash it. The numbers on it were already blurred beyond recognition.
"If you dare to leave," Si Wen’s words made Marco Polo’s hand, which was hovering over the exit button, tremble slightly, "I will make you understand just how miserable the consequences are for offending soone you shouldn’t."
"Bro, I’m so sorry, I truly didn’t an it. Please forgive ."
"Bro, please, I’m begging you, forgive ."
"I’m sorry..."
Marco Polo repeated himself over and over.
Three minutes later, Xue Xing finally snapped out of it and said hastily, "Stop it, I forgive you, alright?"
The next second, Si Wen kicked Marco Polo from the team.
Xue Xing: ...
Fatty Bear: !!!!!!
So domineering!
Marco Polo: ????????
"Xing Zai, Sister Si Wen, it’s getting late, so I’m heading to bed. You guys have fun, haha." After saying that, he promptly left the lobby.
I’m not staying here to be a third wheel. Retreat is the best strategy.
"Sister, are we still playing?" Xue Xing asked.
"No, let’s go to sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow," Si Wen replied and headed upstairs.
Xue Xing paused for a mont, then followed.
***
「In the study of the Lin Family Villa.」
Lin Zhenhai was discussing the next day’s engagent arrangents with a woman. She had a refined air that belied her age, making her seem like a young maiden. Dignified and elegant, every one of her gestures revealed a confidence and composure that naturally drew admiring gazes. Her eyes were clear and bright, as if they could see through everything, and her smile was gentle yet held a touch of mystery. Her long hair brushed gently against her shoulders, elevating her graceful bearing even further.
If one looked closely, they would notice that this woman bore a striking resemblance to Lin Zhenhai. She was none other than Lin Zhenhai’s only sister and Lin Xi’s aunt, Lin Yinxue.
Lin Yinxue spent most of her ti in Arica, only flying back to the Dragon Country for significant family events, such as the Lin Corporation’s anniversary celebrations or the days for venerating the Lin family ancestors. For Lin Xi’s engagent, she had returned a week in advance. She was the one who had personally handled all of Lin Xi’s etiquette lessons and other preparations during this period.
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