“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.”
However, the man didn't let that deter him from pestering a talented gamer.
“Don’t 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 ten million a year.
“Most professional gamers earn several tens of millions per year. Don’t you want to make this much money?
“Our club’s owner, Henry Armstrong, is no ordinary businessman. He is very generous to our gamers.
“Not only does he offer a 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 arguments failed to impress Stanley.
“I’m still not interested,” he typed, feeling uncompelled by what most people deemed was a lucrative offer.
“Why?”
He stopped responding to the man altogether.
Then, he carried her out of the office with her struggling in embarrassment once they made it out the door.
“Put me down!" she hissed under her breath. "This is so unbecoming. The staff hasn't left yet at this hour, Stanley! There are people around us.”
“There aren’t many people on this floor, anyway. I’ll let you go once we get into the elevator,” he countered smoothly.
She cast a furtive look around and saw that he was right, so she allowed him to carry her into the elevator.
Once inside, he still refused to let go. He acted as if he was holding a priceless artifact.
Xyla gently wrapped her arms around his neck. “All right, put me down. We will be arriving soon.”
“Let’s talk after the elevator stops.”
“What happened to you letting me go after we got into the elevator?” she asked incredulously.
“I changed my mind. I simply can’t let go,” Stanley declared with a grin, leaving her speechless.
At that moment, Xyla felt nothing but sweetness in her heart.
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