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"Well, not if it's just for play." The cafe owner held a cigarette between his fingers and wore a gangster-like expression. “I will only think about it if we pursue the award.”

Fu Jiu laughed, “What's so great about an award? We're going to shake up the entire gaming world. Think about it?"

Those domineering words destroyed the worldview of its owner.

Some customers called from the side, smashing the moment, "Owner, give me a bottle of water!"

"That's coming." The owner quickly put a cigarette in his mouth and took a bottle of mineral water from the fridge. He looked at Fu Jiu again. “Count me.”

Fu Jiu raised the side of his mouth. “Cold weed.”

Xue Yaoyao looked at all of this from the side. He didn't say much at first, but after they got out of the cafe, he said, “The owner has some amazing tricks. He killed all the monsters before I could even do anything.”

"To be precise, the hidden master!" Feng Shangs eyes were bright. “I never expected such an amazing technique from the owner of the cafe!”

Fu Jiu chuckled softly, “His movements use the fingers of his right hand faster than his left hand, and when he picks up the equipment, his index finger will bump to the side involuntarily. Only experienced players have such small habits. He must have been one of the professional league players before, but only he knows why he left.”

“Ii-idola, you-you-you knew from the beginning that..he...he...”.

Fu Jiu finished Feng Shang's sentence to save his stuttering, “I noticed the first time I came here. He was playing on his main computer. Why else do you think I asked you guys to come here to play?”

Finally, a handsome indentation from a sly smile appeared on his face.

Feng Shang and Xue Yaoyao looked at each other. One thing was certain, the owner fell into the trap of His Highness Jiu (their idol)!

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Fu Jiu was wearing a black mask, and he stuffed his hand into the pocket of his school uniform. His eyes are still smiling. "Let's eat."

Feng Shang nodded. “It's very, very, very cold, L-Come eat ss-something hot! Want to go to my family's hot pot?”

“Your hot pot place is a little too far away. Let's go somewhere close. I still have to go back and review physics. ” This is a painful thing for Fu Jiu to say.

Xue Yaoyao did not care where they ate. Eating with friends from online games has been an experience he has never experienced.

Feng Shang felt the same way, so he excitedly followed Fu Jiu.

As the three of them tried to cross the street, a group of people came walking towards them from the other side of the sidewalk. They wear professional league uniforms, and with their height above average, they have a great presence.

The leader is the old enemy of Fu Jiu—Manager Du Ze.

Besides Du Ze, there was also Fu Ximing.

Du Ze acted like Fu Ximing's dog as usual. He was wearing decent clothes, but he was still blocking traffic for Fu Ximing on the left. "Young Master, this way, this way."

Fu Ximing saw Fu Jiu walking towards him, and his face looked cold and arrogant. It seemed that he did not want to be bothered to talk to Fu Jiu, and he walked past her.

But after a while, Du Ze contemptuously spoke, “Why is this little fly flying everywhere? So annoying!"