Chapter 392: Chapter 392: President Bo’s Downfall
Ye Xian: “I really have eaten already, do you think I’m lying to you?”
“Having eaten doesn’t an you can’t eat again!” Da Bai winked at her. “This is a huge sum specially approved by our boss. You really shouldn’t miss out!”
“Boss?” Ye Xian was puzzled, “Where is he?”
Wen Lan: “… He’s already left.”
“Really?”
Heh, she had co all this way and he didn’t even see her once, not a bit of sincerity. Why bother with the damn al?
“Forget it, the competition is tomorrow. Everyone should go back and rest well today, conserve your energy, especially you, Da Bai. We’re relying on your support!”
“No problem.”
“Where’s the bathroom?”
“End of the corridor, on the far right.”
Ye Xian headed towards the bathroom. When she ca out to wash her hands, she saw a guy next to her wearing a yellow shirt with the letters YFD printed on the front.
“You are… a substitute player for YFD’s team?”
When the guy saw her, he was completely stunned, “You… you’re the celebrity Ye Xian, right?!”
“That’s .”
“What an honor!”
The guy quickly extended his hand, and Ye Xian smiled and shook it.
She originally thought that substitute players generally weren’t at the club, but since he was here…
“Can I ask you about soone?”
The guy nodded vigorously: “Of course, go ahead!”
“It’s just…” Ye Xian began, only to suddenly realize that she didn’t even know Brother Shen’s real na!
“It’s about a substitute player who has a black ga avatar with a tiny white ‘S’ in the bottom-right corner. His King ID is ‘Shen’, and he’s really skilled.”
“Black ga avatar?”
The guy scratched his head in confusion, as if he ran through all the substitute players in his mind and still ca up with nothing, “We don’t have anyone in our substitute team with a black avatar and the ID ‘Shen’.”
“There definitely is one, think harder. You have so many gaming accounts, it might be a smurf.”
The guy continued to think, but still shook his head.
Ye Xian: “Right, he has played quite a few gas with our YFD team in the past month.”
“With the main team?” The guy looked puzzled. “Then there’s even less chance. We substitutes usually only play gas internally. We’re only called in to fill a spot when there are issues during official matches. Recently, the one who’s been playing gas with you was our big BOSS, wasn’t it?”
Ye Xian: “Big BOSS, who?”
“Who else could the big BOSS be?” The oblivious guy laughed. “It’s President Bo of the Bo Group, Bo Tingshen.”
As that statent landed, Ye Xian froze abruptly, her blood felt as though it was flowing back into her veins, and her hand was numbly washing under the gushing tap, “Who… who did you just say?”
“I said, it was President Bo who’s been playing gas with you recently. YFD is a Champion Team that President Bo personally took under his wing when Honor of Kings first started, nurturing it from an obscure little team all the way to a super champion team. He has invested a lot of effort. You guys are President Bo’s and the KPL’s hope for tomorrow’s big match. You’re representing our country against RSG Team. You must perform well and defeat them thoroughly. I’ll be cheering for you from backstage!”
The guy didn’t know how much he had said; he just left happily, leaving Ye Xian standing there, dumbfounded.
Brother Shen = Bo Tingshen?
Substitute player?
Aged beyond the competition range?
Personally teaching her combat skills…
Heh.
Ye Xian’s lips curled up, and she suddenly burst out laughing.
Why?
Why would he do such a thing? Knowing full well it was her, yet he kept his identity hidden all along. Did he take her for a fool? Was he just fooling around with her? Laughing at her? Thinking she couldn’t make it in the entertainnt industry, so she had to try her luck in the esports scene?
Or was it that his Champion Team was truly short of people, and he wanted to squeeze out her last drop of blood?
Or perhaps he planned to pull the sa old trick, wait for her to join YFD Team, win the KPL championship, and then kick her out of the esports circle, letting her experience the fall from grace once more?
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