At Wildgreen Café, Albert poured out the freshly brewed tea. His slender hands gleamed under the morning sunlight. The aroma of tea filled the air as Albert lifted the purple clay teapot and poured a cup for Daniel, who was sitting in front of him. "I heard you have sent somebody to take care of things over there?" Albert asked.Daniel picked up the small purple clay cup, brought it close to his nose, and took a deep breath. Then, he took a sip. After putting the teacup down, he responded, "Knowing oneself and one’s enemy paves the path for victory. We have to do something, so as not to be caught off guard later."Albert nodded and said, "I am grateful for your support over the years."He was clearly not talking about the future, but rather the past four years. The Johnson family had managed to make a name for themselves in Fairport due in part to Daniel’s help.Daniel smiled and said, "That was nothing. Mr. Johnson, you're being too generous."He didn't take advantage of this
"Hello, everyone." Rebecca had never dined with a group of strangers before, aside from the family dinner with the Johnsons. Despite this being their first meeting after her memory loss, there lingered a subtle sense of familiarity that couldn't be overlooked. However, this time was different. As Caleb guided her into the private room, a sense of reservedness settled in. Inside the private room, everyone was equally reserved. They were used to being around men, and their interactions with women were typically limited to encounters with the club's cook. None of them had ever seen a beauty as stunning as Rebecca. Even the beautiful hostess from the event paled in comparison. Were the Johnson family's genes truly this remarkable? Silence filled the private room, with nearly every gaze fixed on Rebecca. Each person stared as if seeing her for the first time. Despite Rebecca's greeting, she received no response. Hence, she looked at Caleb with a perplexed expression for he
Upon returning to the hotel, Rebecca didn't forget about the gifts she picked up for the club members two days ago. Seizing the perfect opportunity after today's lunch, she handed out the gifts to the club members. The club members were pleasantly surprised and expressed their gratitude politely. Rebecca felt a bit embarrassed by their courtesy. Little did she know, these polite and considerate guys were having a riotous celebration behind her back. Once Rebecca greeted everyone and entered her hotel room, they immediately erupted in excitement. The group chat exploded with strange remarks and images. It was all uproar and chaos. "Oh, the gifts from our goddess! If I round it up, I'm practically the goddess's sweetheart!" "The gifts picked by AlmightyAlex's cousin are so thoughtful. Although I already have a more expensive wristband, I feel like hers is the best." "I hope AlmightyAlex's cousin can visit more often and stop buying gifts. She can just stay at the club as a
As expected, just as Rebecca entertained these thoughts, Caleb declined the guest's request. Nevertheless, the guest remained polite and showed no signs of annoyance after being turned down. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he took his seat and continued watching the match. Dealing with well-mannered individuals made the interaction much more enjoyable, and one's mood could significantly improve. Recalling her earlier experiences on the red carpet when she first arrived in Amdale, Rebecca silently hoped for more encounters with people like this guest in the future. Even if it was an act, she didn't mind. In this emotional moment, Rebecca discreetly passed her phone to Caleb, displaying the words she had typed on the notepad. "Why didn't you take a photo with him?" Caleb glanced at Rebecca and took her phone to respond. Rebecca was simply curious. After all, Caleb had taken numerous photos with fans the previous day. Although he was portraying Alex, it was still hi
In her line of sight, Rebecca spotted Daniel. The dim lighting posed a challenge for her to discern whether the individual seated across from her was Daniel or David—until he spoke. "How ... how did you end up here?" Rebecca stared at Daniel for a moment before snapping out of her daze. She then shifted her attention to Caleb, seated on her other side, and discreetly pinched herself to confirm she wasn't in a dream. After that, she turned back to Daniel with a look of confusion. Daniel wore a faint smile and asked, "Does my presence surprise you?" Rebecca nodded. "Yes, a bit." She shifted her gaze to assess Daniel's attire and chuckled. "It's quite unexpected to see someone as accomplished as you embracing youth culture. I didn't see that coming." Daniel's gaze shifted slightly toward Caleb as he remarked, "Speaking of accomplishments, Mr. Crawford Junior should be even more accomplished. When I was his age, I was still at odds with my family." A hint of desolation passed
Upon hearing this, Daniel looked at Rebecca with genuine surprise. After a moment of contemplation, he couldn't help but ask, "If I'm not mistaken, isn't Mr. Crawford Junior's team supposed to be on the other side? And when you mention 'SUN,' are you referring to that ... female player?" "Yes." Rebecca nodded while keeping her gaze fixed on the close-up shot of SUN on the big screen until the director reluctantly switched to the next player. Only then did she shift her gaze and explain to the puzzled Daniel, "Even though SUN belongs to the Flashfocus Esports Club, it's hard not to admire someone like her. While I'm leaning towards Alex's team winning, it doesn't prevent me from hoping that SUN puts on a stellar performance." In a match, the display of both sides showcasing their best form and employing top-tier strategy was what made the game thrilling. Matches where one side made mistakes and lost, like the first one, were both surprising and disheartening. Even if the opp
Alex refrained from expressing any opinions on the matter. It was natural for everyone to feel uneasy after a loss. Recalling his past experiences when some of the younger members weren't part of the team, he had weathered even more tense atmospheres. Consequently, he had little to add to the current situation. If he were to harbor any dissatisfaction with the first round, it likely stemmed from the sheer foolishness of the mistake made. In the presence of voice chat and teammates assisting with critical points, being outplayed by the opponent's hero didn't match the experience of a seasoned player on the competitive stage. However, the outcome was decided, and there was no point in berating anyone. Moreover, with more rounds ahead, they couldn't afford to sulk or be angry. Instead, they should swiftly delve into strategic discussions and aim to devise a plan to reclaim the score. As the players gathered to discuss strategies, the tense atmosphere gradually eased. Their e
As the earlier guest pointed out, this match undeniably showcased a high level of strategic targeting. Flashfocus's players displayed a noticeable proficiency. They executed moves in ranked matches that were seldom seen. However, despite their impressive skills, the current momentum seemed to be favoring CalX. It could confidently be asserted that, as long as CalX's players avoided mistakes, victory in this round seemed well within their grasp. Moreover, with their teammates securing a draw in the first half, all CalX needed was to gain a slight lead in this round to secure an overall advantage. Even if the lead was somewhat narrow, considering the overall outcome of the match, they could be considered relatively even. If they continued to maintain this momentum, victory was not out of reach. The spirits of CalX's players soared at the prospect of victory, and their maneuvers became increasingly steady. With AlmightyAlex guiding them, as long as they maintained consistenc