If he had known that she was a professional player, how could he have been so careless, which led to his humiliating defeat and Lord Sato picking on him everywhere.
Haha, if his uncle hadn't worked in the HK team's club, he would have been eliminated from the first team long ago, and would not have had a spot in Hall C now.
There was a fire of anger in her heart that she couldn't vent. The more Lehua looked at Song Nanwu, the angrier she became. A cold light flashed in her eyes, and then she walked away.
"Seka?" The person who had called him just now shouted in confusion when he saw him leave suddenly.
Seka didn't turn around to pay attention. Lord Sato and the others were also practicing in Hall C.
After leaving the computer room, Seka took the elevator to the fourth floor, but did not see the HK team in the computer room.
Frowning slightly, Seka humbly asked someone and found out that Lord Sato and the others did not go to the fourth floor today, and were all practicing on the third floor.
"Third floor." Seka muttered softly, then thanked him and hurried to the third floor.
Seeing the HK team's uniform at a glance, Seka found Satoki leaning against the wall and hurried over.
Satoki had just finished a tantrum when he saw his teammates flirting with some Chinese women's team with a look of lust on their faces, and he got angry again.
Are they coming to Hall C to pick up girls?!
Satoki's face looked a little bad now, and the members of the HK team also fell silent, sitting in front of the computer and doing their daily training.
"Lord Sato." Seka leaned over and called out.
Satoki had just finished a match on the international server when he heard the voice. He glanced at Seka and sneered, his tone unpleasant. "It's you! Did I ever tell you not to hang around me?"
Seka quickly said, "Master Sato, I remember I came here to tell you something. The Chinese guy in the internet cafe that night was a professional player from China, and he's also on the second floor now."
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