The young man who had asked Si Fuqing for an autograph was in a daze, stammering, "So, so my goddess is actually my idol?!"
NINE the God was practically a national idol within Oracle.
It wasn't an exaggeration to call her the heaven.
A few people glanced at the forum's speculations about NINE the God.
Thirty years old, male, with a poor fashion sense, and an overwhelming presence.
"…"
Apart from the last descriptor, none of the others fit at all, right?!
"Captain, we can rest easy now!" one team member said excitedly. "With NINE the God on our side, we're guaranteed to win the championship. She can easily take down five opponents by herself in the individual matches!"
The Storm team's captain let out a slow breath, "Stop talking. I need to calm down."
A minute later, he began banging his head against the table.
How could anyone stay calm?
