Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Initially, he had thought that she would sound like an unreasonable brat, the sort of immature pampered little mistress who would berate and blame Soul Fighter.
He was prepared to join forces with Soul Fighter to make her cry.
But unexpectedly, the voice that he heard over the audio was light and sweet, and what she said surprised the two boys. “Amazing player, teach me how to play then. If you instructed me, I wouldn’t be such a fool.”
Shen Liangchuan was speechless.
As was Soul Fighter.
He wasn’t sure how Soul Fighter felt at that moment, but her attitude made him do a double take.
Soul Fighter fell silent at once.
Since she had already humbly addressed him as an amazing player, what else could he say?
Secondly, the person he was dealing with was a gentle girl, and he had always been kinder with his words to them.
Hence, he cleared his throat and said, “Let’s get Zi Chuan instruct you.”
Shen Liangchuan was flabbergasted.
Since he was given this task…
He helplessly did what he had to do and, under his instruction, they won the match.
The moment before the match ended, Xiao Qiao was shouting, “Amazing player, you’re too dashing! Except that…”
Before she could finish speaking, the game ended and the audio was cut off.
Except what?
Shen Liangchuan was curious.
After the match, both Soul Fighter and he didn’t want to carry her anymore, hence, they started a new match.
After they concluded their new match, he found that Xiao Qiao had sent him a private message:
[Xiao Qiao: Amazing idol, I didn’t finish what I was saying. You were an amazing instructor, but you have a pretty terrible voice!]
Shen Liangchuan was flabbergasted.
[Xiao Qiao: Amazing idol, why did you stop teaching me? Teach me in the next game! I’ll wait for you.]
When he saw this message, he paused. At the same time, another new message came in:
[Xiao Qiao: Amazing idol, I see you’ve finished your game. Teach me, teach me, teach me!]
Shen Liangchuan was flabbergasted.
Had she been watching him all this time?
He sighed and sent a private message to Soul Fighter:
[Zi Chuan: Carry Xiao Qiao for another game?]
Soul Fighter’s reply came back.
[Soul Fighter: Chuan Zi, are you in love with her?]
In love?
The remark puzzled Shen Liangchuan. He had only just gotten to know Xiao Qiao, so could he be in love with her?
At that time, he just found her difficult to shake away and, if he didn’t agree to her request, she might send many more messages.
Besides, how was it that he didn’t remember the content of Soul Fighter’s reply being this?
At this point, Soul Fighter sent another private message.
Shen Liangchuan opened the message. A sentence written in red immediately appeared on his screen.
[Soul Fighter: So you are not going to avenge me?]
Shen Liangchuan suddenly jumped in fright and his eyes snapped open. He sat up with a start.
Then he realized that he had been dreaming again.
He took in big gulps of air, hand on his chest. He felt his heart racing wildly.
He lifted his head and knitted his brows, looking at the clock.
His pupils shrank at once.
He had only slept for ten minutes.
Ten minutes.
His head was throbbing like it was going to split apart.
It was from the lack of rest.
He lay down and shut his eyes, trying to force these thoughts out of his mind. But he just could not get to sleep.
Anxiety welled up in him again as he turned to lie on his side.
At this point, he heard the room door being pushed open quietly.
Although that sound was barely audible and normally he wouldn’t have noticed it, now it was amplified many times, causing him to frown.