"Brilliant!"

"Absolutely Perfect Child!"

"Well done, Tongtong!"

"Not very harmful, but extremely insulting!"

At midnight, the Haidilao hot pot restaurant on the riverbank in S City was still brightly lit. A dozen teenagers sat around a table, laughing and toasting with their plum juice, before tilting their heads back and gulping it down.

"That was my carelessness, Mozi. If I had controlled you, you wouldn't have been able to escape at all."

"Hehe, that's not necessarily true."

"I've already avenged myself in the next scrim! When we meet again in the regular season, I'll definitely crush your mid lane!"

"0 based on Mozi's -5-2?"

The group burst into laughter.

The boys and girls weren't wearing team uniforms or dressed up properly. Some were even wearing slippers, while others just threw on a jacket. Because of years of staying up late, their skin wasn't good; they had acne and dark circles, and looked incredibly ordinary.

But when discussing what they love, everyone seems to glow, their eyes burning with fire, instantly standing out from the crowd.

Bai Tong sat next to Tian Xuanzi, laughing so hard she almost fell over while holding a can of cola. She nearly spilled her plum juice, but Tian Xuanzi caught her arm and put it back on the table.

They were all young men in the prime of their lives, and they also tried to ask for drinks. When Tian Xuanzi glanced at them, the people from the scattered cultivator city shrank back timidly and asked for plum juice. Canglang Sword mocked them vehemently, and then... ordered lemonade.

There was nothing they could do; their manager was right there, glaring and gesticulating wildly. Taking time out for a meal during this crucial period of preparing for the regular season was already their limit; if they wanted to drink more, their salary wouldn't even cover the deductions.

Although the Canglang Sword Club had provoked and acted arrogantly before, it was just youthful impetuosity. They were not people who couldn't accept defeat. After sitting down, the mid-laner first offered Bai Tong a glass of plum juice.

He even changed his game nickname to "The Clown Is Actually Me" – a game nickname is limited to six characters – and ignored the strange speculations and questions from his fans after they found out. He turned off Weibo, threw his phone aside, and went to eat.

After finishing dinner amidst laughter and chatter, the group drove back to the club, crammed together haphazardly. Since the two clubs were located in adjacent villa areas, they simply parked their car at the entrance of the villa area. Wen Qing, Nie Xuan Yan, Cang Lang Jian, and a few others lingered, laughing and joking, reluctant to leave.

Bai Tong was a little sleepy and prepared to go back first. The night wind was still a bit chilly. Tian Xuanzi said, "Let's go back."

"They're still talking, wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to leave first?"

Bai Tong looked up at him. She had cut her hair short, and when the wind blew, the ends of her hair danced playfully on her shoulders. She was also carrying a small snack bag from Haidilao.

Tian Xuanzi took off the thin coat draped over her arm and draped it over her. He then took the small red paper bag. The light from the streetlamp flowed down with the moonlight, and her hair color was no longer pure black, but tinged with a dim, yellowish brown.

Tian Xuanzi lowered his eyes: "It's not just you. I'm a little sleepy and want to go back to sleep. Do you want to come with me?"

Bai Tong's eyes lit up, and a smile spread across her face as she excitedly said, "Okay, I'll go back to sleep with you."

Uh, something seems off about this statement?

She quickly said, "It's not about sleeping together! I mean, going back together and then sleeping... no, no, it's about going back with you to sleep—ahhh, what? It's about sleeping again, it's about resting, just resting! We'll each have our own bedroom, not together! Oh my god, that's not what I meant, I didn't mean to take advantage of you QAQ"