Chapter 2 - Area 3 Number 47 (1/2)

“Chie, who do you think you are!”

“Letting him retire is for his sake. What else can he do?”

“Right right. As tactful as he is, he wouldn’t think to blame the club for retiring him.”

Ye Qiu and Su MuCheng left. Everyone else in the conference room suddenly recovered and began mocking him again. But Sun Xian’s expression was mixed. He did not partic.i.p.ate and moved closer to the manager instead: “I don’t understand. How could he have accepted these conditions?”

“He had no other choice but to accept.” the manager said.

“Why?”

“Because he can’t pay the penalty fee.” the manager said.

“How… … How can that be?” Sun Xiang was stunned. Ye Qiu had worked hard as a professional gamer for seven years and was also at the peak. Even if he had refused all business related matters, his salary shouldn’t have been so low that he would be unable to pay for the penalty fee.

“You weren’t in that generation, so you wouldn’t know. In the Alliance’s initial stages, the Alliance pro-players were nowhere near as impressive as now. At that time, the pro-players that had been fired ended up in terrible situations Most of their youth had been used up on gaming. But none of them were skilled enough and most of them fell into dire financial straits. Ye Qiu was that era’s genius and we relied on his achievements to get to where we are today. But he had a lot of friends like that.”

“So what you’re saying is that most of his a.s.sets were given to those friends?” Sun Xiang’s eyes widened.

“Right.”

“Then if he needed the money, why would he refuse to accept business activities?” Sun Xiang asked.

“No one knows the reason for this.” the manager said.

“You don’t have any guesses?” Sun Xiang asked.

“It might have something to do with his family.” the manager said.

“Eh?”

“No one knows anything about his family. He also never talks about them. It’s very strange, which is why I suspect it.” the manager said.

“This person …. … has a lot of stories!” Sun Xiang lifted up the One Autumn Leaf card that Ye Qiu gave him. He knew that Ye Qiu had made this account long before the Professional Alliance had been created. Used all the way up until now, this card was one of Glory’s oldest accounts.

“Okay, let’s not talk about him anymore. The boss is busy today and can’t come. But he gave me this bottle of aged red wine from his collection just for your welcoming.” the manager said.

“Ha ha, thank you very much! With me, Excellent Era will s.h.i.+ne once again!”

Ye Qiu left.

Su MuCheng stood in front of the club’s entrance. She stood like this until Ye Qiu disappeared into the distance. He repeatedly turned around to wave his hand. Tears had already begun streaming down Su MuCheng’s cheeks long ago.

Without saying too much, Ye Qiu said a total of eight words: “I’ll rest a year and then come back.”

Su MuCheng did not say another word. She only nodded her head again and again. She was no longer that innocent young girl and had already a.s.sumed a lot of responsibilities alone.

Snowflakes floated in the air. This winter was very cold.