After asking the doctor about the situation, Xue Jing didn't linger and quickly left the medical room.
He checked his phone for the time; the mid-game break was almost over, so he headed towards the player observation area.
Along the way, his WeChat had received quite a few unread messages. Opening the app, he found many congratulatory notes from friends and family celebrating his win.
Most messages were brief, ending after a sentence or two, except for Xue Wan, who had sent many voice messages.
Seeing dozens of voice messages, some as short as five or six seconds and others up to a minute long, Xue Jing scratched his head and randomly clicked on a few.
"Oudou, you played well; I, Uchiha Wan, will acknowledge you as the strongest!"
"By the way, is Little Yin okay? She looked so pretty, but I still prefer her when she's all muscular; feels safer..."
"Master, master, you are so cool!! Mwah mwah mwah!!"
