The reason Bubble was so irritable wasn't anything serious—he was just venting for the Silver Boss…
"If I did something like you, Sprite probably would've smashed my head to pieces a long time ago," he said.
Bubble probably only dared to say this because Sprite wasn't there. Today, Sprite was dragged off for a shopping spree by a group of girl players who were crazy about Cola and MacCoffee, so she couldn't attend the meetup.
"Turning down all the sponsors at once... that really is a thankless task," the Silver Boss said with an awkward smile.
"And all that negative press, how much do you reckon it'll cost the PR team to clean this mess up?"
The speaker was Lake Fairy, a shareholder of the South Wind Howling club. She looked nothing like the young Elf Knight in the game—in real life, Lake Fairy was an old woman, the oldest among all players present, even two years senior to Chen Meng, at thirty-nine years and thirteen months old.
