The brightly lit reception room was filled with hushed conversations.
Outside the door, the executives pressed their ears against it, and it was only then that they began to regret—why hadn't their secondary occupations developed something like cameras?
"What exactly do you want to do?" Edward looked at the man with extreme vigilance.
He seemed to have never understood this person... Even though the forum was full of analytical posts about the Number One Player, he felt that none of them were useful.
His own eyes saw only competition and strength, but the person in front of him... his eyes seemed to never be limited to just these.
"Lv Shu has blocked me."
Su Ming'an's tone was very gentle... almost to a cordial degree.
"Edward, you're his friend. Please call him for a video communication for me. Since you're not accepting the challenge here, I want to persuade him first."
"..." Edward really didn't want to help; he remained silent for a while.
