"Um"

Can you tell me?

The pro player withdrew the challenge and arranged to chat privately with Xiang Wan by the lake. They should be considered friends, right? Very good friends, right? But only in the game world, and after the training session ends, I don't know if Xiang Wan can still contact the pro player again.

Xiang Wan was conflicted. She had finally met someone she could talk to and had common ground with, and it seemed that she had quite a good feeling about him. It was such a pity to break up like this, and she was also a little reluctant to let go.

"Master, is today our last sparring session?"

"You're not playing games anymore?"

"ah?"

"I will always be here, as long as you come."

I've been inexplicably charmed, and my face is burning! Turns out, this guy isn't so aloof after all; he can be like this too. Does this mean we're friends now?

"Can we become good friends in the future?"

"Isn't it like this now?"

A surge of joy welled up inside her, and Xiang Wan instantly felt refreshed and in an indescribably good mood.

"Still practicing?"

"Yeah, practice. I feel like I might be able to beat you this time."

"Let's wait and see!"

In high spirits, Xiang Wan no longer meticulously calculated every move and the master's next action. For the first time, she unleashed her skills at will, and the master lost a match perfectly. Xiang Wan didn't want to delve into the meaning behind it; she only knew that playing against the master was never boring.

Qiu Rui silently shut down his computer. Thinking about how the person he had his eye on was so dependent on him in the game, he couldn't wait to see the moment she saw his true face. Finally, suppressing his excitement, he suddenly had a better idea.