When the topic of the competition came up, An Xiran sighed, "Ah, this time we're up against a fierce domestic rival. Originally, our win rate was evenly matched. Unfortunately, our main attacker fell ill, and our second-tier players aren't strong enough. We can only make the most of our time and practice as much as possible, so that we won't lose too embarrassingly."
"I had wanted to recruit a top player into our team, but that person is too aloof. I've tried reaching out to him several times, but he completely ignored me..."
An Xiran pinched his brow and realized he had said too much, quickly changing the topic. "Nan Yan, you should rest early. I'll return her call and continue training."
"Alright," Nan Yan replied.
After ending the call, Nan Yan went to take a shower. When she finished and changed into her pajamas, she sat at the desk and opened her laptop.
