#Electronic Sports Headline: Ji He Starts A Slaughter Whenever She Wants#
"Wind God, why are you still here, when will you go?"
"Go where?" Ming Shu looked at the person in front of her blankly. Or… is it a human? It looked a little unreal, like a virtual character.
"Where else could it be, didn't you say you were going to sign the contract with Jintian Club today?" the boy in armor standing opposite from her murmured. "You should have gone and played professionally a long time ago, you know, with your powerful skills, you're just wasting your talent on such a petty job here."
Ming Shu turned her head to look around, and a moment later she figured her current situation out through the boy's arrogant words.
It was a holographic game.
But the question is…
How am I gonna leave the game?
"Wind God, what are you doing?"
