Ye Xiu's lingering words sounded solemn and stirring. Even Tang Rou, who was diagonal from him, heard his words and felt moved. Chen Guo didn't need to be mentioned. Her fragile heart had already shattered to pieces. She didn't know what to say. Chen Guo hated how she couldn't take out her heart and sell it to achieve her dream.
In the game, Little Cold Hands was clearly touched as well, except he was also clearly an extremely calm and rational person. He didn't completely give in like Chen Guo. After a moment of silence, he continued: "This sort of future can also be won by performing well in the official Pro League as well, right?"
