Although the mbers of the Quan Zhen Sect usually fear neither heaven nor earth, they are not ones to suffer losses without knowing it, which shows they have so self-awareness.
This group of guys sees themselves as a bunch of thoroughgoing bandits, and their usual activities consist of things that look quite despicable, like robbing bosses and snatching equipnt.
In their gaming, everything is centered around having fun and being content with small gains. They have no lofty ambitions like dominating the world, let alone engaging in professional matches that seem very formal.
Not to ntion competing on an international stage against those experts who they usually only see on screen.
So when they suddenly heard Fearless ntion this matter, everyone inevitably felt nervous.
There's no helping it; this group just wants to live an ordinary life of killing, setting fires, and grabbing equipnt. Little did they know that they would find themselves in such a situation.
"Can we just not go?"
Vainglory was the first to speak, breaking the silence.
The S-level league teams bear not just the simple burden of winning or losing but also the honor of their country. Once it escalates to national dignity, it's no small matter.
Vainglory is just a kid, and being suddenly entrusted with such a heavy responsibility, he naturally felt timid.
"I don't think that's possible." Wang Yu stroked his chin and said, "I've heard that the champions and runners-up of the professional league are teams that have qualified to compete. If we don't go, it's equivalent to forfeiting. I know you guys aren't afraid of losing face, but in this matter, losing without a fight ans we lose not just the face of Quan Zhen Sect."
As an international event, the S-level league represents the country. If Quan Zhen Sect loses without a fight, it's basically the sa as the country losing without a fight.
This kind of matter, while it may seem trivial, is definitely not small.
One must have so spirit in life. You can be knocked down, but you cannot be defeated. If you don't even have the courage to fight, that would be truly embarrassing.
For those shaless teams, at most, they would just bear the infamy; it wouldn't hurt them physically or be illegal. But for any normal citizen, who would want to be ridiculed?
These guys from Quan Zhen Sect are indeed shaless, but when it cos to significant matters, they can still distinguish right from wrong.
"Exactly." Ming Du chid in with a grin, "Frost Blade is still waiting to win the championship and beco a son-in-law, you know."
"Son-in-law my foot! Don't bring that up!" Frost Blade's face darkened as he shot a fierce glare at Ming Du.
Frost Blade is also soone who cares about face. The idea of becoming a son-in-law is rely a one-sided wish of Dream Girl; who would want to humiliate themselves by looking for others' approval when they have hands and feet?
Marriage is a matter that requires matching backgrounds. In situations like Wang Yu's, it's acceptable because, in most cases, the male side wouldn't despise the female's family. But for soone like Frost Blade, it's completely different.
The so-called promise of a position upon winning the championship might be sincere, and for Frost Blade, it would just be a way for him to back down.
Even if they really won the championship, what of it? That position would be given to him as a favor by soone else, and the unequal relationship would never allow him to gain respect.
As the saying goes, "A noble person does not drink from a stolen well", and "An honest person does not accept food thrown from others." While the mbers of Quan Zhen Sect can joke about this matter, Frost Blade would never take it lightly.
Seeing Frost Blade react this way, the others in Quan Zhen were, of course, puzzled.
However, while others might not understand Frost Blade's feelings, Fearless imdiately saw through it and smiled, "Frost Blade is quite proud; he feels he doesn't have enough prestige."
"Prestige?" Ming Du asked in confusion, "What kind of prestige are we talking about?"
"Let put it this way." Fearless gave an example: "If you were the world's richest person, how would you feel if a small-ti gar wanted to marry your daughter?"
"On what basis?" Ming Du clenched his fist, looking disgruntled.
"See…" Fearless said with a smile, "Frost Blade feels the sa way; he just fears being looked down upon."
At this point, everyone else understood Fearless's aning.
No matter how good one is at gaming or how much money one makes in the ga, at the end of the day, they are still just a player and still do not hold a status that can match those in higher social circles.
"So what do we do? Not marry a beautiful wife?"
Upon hearing Fearless's words, Ming Du grew even more anxious than Frost Blade. These two in Quan Zhen Sect were the closest and had the best relationship. Ming Du was counting on Frost Blade to marry into the family and bring him along to wealth.
"Just raise your prestige!" Fearless said nonchalantly.
"How… how do we raise it?" Everyone looked bewildered again.
After all, everyone here is just an ordinary person. Even Vainglory, a little rich second generation, can only be considered middle class in the eyes of those tycoons; they have no concept of prestige at all.
Wang Yu's family is indeed quite large, but as a family of martial artists, their thinking is relatively conservative, and they act low-key. Although they have strength, they disdain exposing themselves. If it's in the martial arts circle, people would certainly flock to the Wang family, but in the capital circle, their reputation is not prominent.
"Find a wealthy person who is a good match for Dream Girl's family to beco relatives." Fearless said, "What else can be done? Reincarnate?"
"A wealthy person who matches Dream Girl's family to beco relatives?" Ming Du scoffed and said, "If I had that relative, who the hell would be playing gas with you scoundrels?"
"Old Li is right!"
"Absolutely!"
Everyone nodded in agreent.
Gaming and reality are the sa; with different circles, it's very hard to play together. Just look at the rampant talents; it's fine to ss around during competitions, but if they had to work hard to farm dungeons and fight for bosses, they'd rather find a place to take a nap.
"Fearless, don't you often boast about knowing so really impressive people? Help Frost Blade find a relative."
"Hehe!" Fearless chuckled and said, "That's nonsense. The people I know are all very busy; who has the ti to deal with these trivial matters?"
"Poor thing." The others patted Frost Blade on the shoulder to comfort him, "Frost Blade, your conditions aren't bad; you can just find another one."
"Get lost, get lost, get lost!" Frost Blade angrily raised his middle finger at everyone.
……
"Landlord, are you there?"
Just as the Quan Zhen mbers were creating chaos, suddenly Wang Yu's ssage bar lit up. He opened the ssage and was instantly stunned.
There was nothing special about the ssage itself, but the sender was a friend of Wang Yu who hadn't been online for a long ti—Ma Lanhua.
Seeing this ID, Wang Yu couldn't imdiately rember who it was, but upon seeing the way he addressed Wang Yu, it suddenly dawned on him that this Ma Lanhua was actually Mary, who had quietly left a few months ago.
Having lived under the sa roof, it was impossible for there to be no feelings at all. Seeing Mary, who had been out of contact, suddenly online, Wang Yu couldn't help but feel excited and quickly replied, "Where have you been, little girl?"
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