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Shut up. Don't say anything. In a second, someone will trade with you for an item."

"Accept it and then fight one more round. If you can't win even this time, then don't bother sticking around in the guild."

"Your 5% guild shares will be dissolved to settle your debt and pay for all the gold that you lost by so foolishly acting, without even thinking for a minute."

"Just how useless are you?"

"You have dragged our name in the mud enough. Stop making a fool out of yourself and finish this fight fast."

Victor's face paled as he sat and silently heard all the shit that was raining down on him. "Guild leader… I…"

He truly had no words to explain himself and unfortunately for him, the other party was not done talking yet. "Did I allow you to speak?"

"Don't think I don't know all the background nonsense that you have been up to."

"Purposefully oppressing talented people, kicking skilled players out of the party, all just to make yourself look good."

"You are a fucking idiot and I am a fucking idiot to think that you could run this branch of our guild. After this match is over, Derek better be back in our guild."

"I need you to finish everything that I said within the next hour. Otherwise, do not show your face in the guild again. AM I FUCKING CLEAR?"

Leaving Victor completely speechless, the other party hung up the call. He did not even get a chance to explain himself, not that he could.

Somehow everything that he did was suddenly out in the open. Luckily, the call was personal so others probably did not hear about it?

He turned to look hopefully but that was clearly not the case.

His teammates, who just minutes ago had treated him with respect and reverence, were now looking down on him, eying him with contempt and disdain.

Victor felt as if his entire world was coming crashing down. He couldn't give a fuck about these backstabbers, but this was his future and this was his lifeline.

He did not have any other backups. Without his 5% shares of the guild, his financial condition in real life would be in jeopardy. He had loans and mortgages too.

Just as he was beginning to fret, the second message popped up. This was the equipment trade.

Victor had no idea who was trading with him currently as the name was hidden.

This in itself was shocking because he had currently not heard of any methods to hide one's name or even camouflage it during direct communications like this.

So who was this person trading with him? The dealing did not sit well with them.

Especially when he had already screwed up so much, he was genuinely afraid of making another wrong move.

But the next second… as his gaze shifted down to the actual items being traded… all of his doubts immediately disappeared.

"These are…" Victor gasped, his voice very hoarse. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

In front of him, on the trade panel were three items and all three of them were… Unique grade items…

There was a huge saber, a chest guard, and a pair of boots.

And three of them were unique grade items!

What were unique grade items?

They were special items that were a cut above the elusive rare grade items that were currently the most coveted pieces of equipment in-game.

While rare grade items had high attributes attached to them that could give the players a bonus boost, unique grade items had special effects and skills attached to them that could completely change the game.

And this saber… Victor licked his lips in anticipation!

He couldn't wait to get his hands on the three items that shone in front of him like twinkling stars.

As long as he could get his hands on these three items, it did not even matter if this dealing was shady. He would gladly be willing to accept any and all punishments.

With these items, he definitely had the confidence to win back everything that he had just lost.

Victor lifted his shaking hands to quickly accept the trade.

He did not dare delay, afraid that this offer would disappear before he ever got a chance to accept it.

Only when the trade went through and the items safely chimed in his inventory, he breathed out a sigh of relief.

With this, the pride and the arrogance that had disappeared from his face also returned back. He cracked his neck and turned to look at the person sitting next to him.

"Go and register for another fight."

"Victor, the guild leader has strictly-"

"I know what the guild leader said and did not say. Those things are none of your business."

"Listen, don't be-" The person tried again, but Victor shot him down again.

"How about you just listen to what I am saying or else you can get the fuck out of the guild right now? Hmm? What do you want to do?"

"Fine, it's your funeral bitch." The teammate did not dare to say this out loud, but he silently stood up and walked over to register for the match.

Only when he returned back to the group, he noticed that something was different.

All their guild members were looking at Victor in awe and not just that, most of the crowd sitting in that section of the arena, had their eyes glued onto the MVP of their team.

"What the hell is happening?" The person quickly walked over and when he arrived at his seat, he was finally able to see it, the silver sheen on the equipment!

Only rare-grade pieces of equipment and above were capable of producing such a glimmer and he was sure that these were not simply rare-grade.

The intimidating chestguard, the bloodthirsty saber, and the sparkling boots, all three of them completely stood out from the other rare-grade gear Victor had equipped.

The person's jaw almost dropped on the floor after seeing this. Since when did their guild have such items?

Seeing his dazed expression, Victor was very satisfied. "Are you done registering?" He arrogantly snorted.

The lackey as well obediently nodded his head, not daring to look down on him anymore.

"Heh. That's how it should be." Victor sneered, as he walked past the several faces, all turned to look at him. He was not even hiding the fact that he had upgraded his equipment.

So what if he did?

Would that beggar be able to afford some last minute gear change?

Even if he had the backing of some rich sugar mommy, would he be able to get top-tier equipment like his?

Unique-grade weapons were not cabbages that could be simply purchased in the market!

They were the rarest of rare weapons that only had a small chance to drop from hidden bosses in the dungeons.

Who would sell such an item? How could one be able to buy such an item?

He had no idea how their guild leader managed to get their hands on items like this, but now there was nothing that could stop him.

He would win back all the money he had lost and he also had a plan to make that miserable ape join back their team again.

Victor did not even care anymore if his position in the guild got affected because of him.

With these pieces of equipment, he would make sure to put a sufficient gap between the dumb ape and him, one that he would never be able to overcome.

So what if he had the talent, and the skills.. Shit like that did not matter in this world. In the end, only the person who had the ability would win!

Victor walked over to stand beside the arena in a threatening fashion well before even the referee could call out his name.

His mere presence erupted a wave of uproar and commotion in the arena.

Obviously, he was showing off, and their guild members also did a good job of spreading the news to get some positive publicity for a change.

On the other hand, Derek only joined him later when their turn actually started.

Victor had an arrogant and lofty expression on his face as if he had not just lost two consecutive fights while Derek was as blank as a sheet of white paper.

Neither of them looked visibly excited.

Meanwhile, the crowd around them was going crazy.

Seeing that these two were again going to clash, everyone fervently opened the system interface, and almost instantly, a series of gasps echoed in the arena.

This time the betting pool unexpectedly exploded!

BING! BANG! BOOM!

The betting pool was now 50000 gold coins!

Their match had actually garnered an all-time high amount of 50000 gold coins. Since the update happened and the PVP tower opened up, this was the biggest bet amount.

And that too, with the current exchange rate of 1 silver equalling 1 dollar, these many gold coins amounted to a whopping 5 million dollars!

Such an astronomical amount could make or break a low-tier guild.

Even for a guild like stormtroopers, this amount was most likely their entire guild's liquid wealth, and such a ridiculous amount was actually being used as a bet?!

Everyone knew that they could never get a piece of this pie as the major share of the winnings will go to the major contributor of the betting pool on the winning side.

But still, it was good... just to look at it…

It made everyone's blood boil and some even stood up to leave the tower and actually start playing the game seriously.

If they could also win a million dollars just like that… their lives would probably completely change overnight.

However, in the midst of this rowdy crowd, almost everyone drooling and daydreaming over the betting pool, there were still two people who absolutely did not care about any of this.

One was Liam, as he knew that all cash was about to become completely obsolete, while the other was Derek, who was still only focused on his match.

He was not even aware that this betting was happening.

Liam had asked him to participate in the fights, so he trusted him and did it, not worrying about where the money would come from.

And the player himself was prohibited from betting on his own fight, at least in these lower levels, so he was completely unaware of this huge event that was happening around him.

Derek, as usual, walked over and was about to hop into the ring when suddenly a message appeared. Seeing that it was from Liam, he immediately stopped and opened it.

When he had stopped abruptly like this the last time, almost everyone noticed him and were terribly nervous as to what surprise he was going to bring.

But this time, no one showed any such emotions.

Not only Victor, but every person in the crowd knew full well that the outcome of this match was already decided.

There was nothing that the other person could do to change that. It was a pity, but the truth was that talent and skill could only last for so long.

The two fighters were already almost evenly matched to begin with, but now three unique-grade equipment were also added to the mix, so what other outcome could this fight have?

Except for Liam and a few other people who liked to always bet against the odds, almost every single wager placed was on Derek losing.

At this moment, Derek stopped getting into the ring and suddenly started taking out something from this inventory.

"Huh? What is this guy doing now?" Victor cocked his eyebrows and stared at him with disdain.

He watched the guy take out his old rusted chest guard, revealing the big and bulky muscles underneath.

Some of the players in the crowd shouted at this display, making Victor's face grow a shade darker.

Unlike Derek, the only thing he had was a potbelly which made him feel very self-conscious.

"What are you doing? Are you also changing your equipment?" Victor sneered at the man's lame attempt to copy him.

"Do it. Do it. Take out whatever you want. You will never be able to beat me. You won against me by a fluke two times, but now it's game over. There is nothing more to be done."

Victor continued talking while at the same time keeping an eye on the item the other party was taking out.

Since a lot was riding on this, he panicked a little inside, feeling that something was off. Why can't this bastard simply get into the ring? He had to stop and also change gear?

"Hey, Derek. You can stop with all this nonsense. It doesn't matter what you do. This fight is already over."

"Instead, I will give you another way out. Give up right now and turn back. I will make sure that your family is taken care of and you get the money that you need."

"Though we have suffered a huge loss because of you this time, I can talk to the guild and make everybody take you back."

"I am only saying this because I know your condition. Just give up now and go back to our guild rendezvous point. We can talk about things there."

Victor made sure that he was not too loud as he continued persuading.

He had full confidence in winning the fight, but the thing was, he also had the responsibility to recruit this bastard back. So he decided that it was best to take certain steps.

However, unfortunately for him, the other person was not even giving him the least bit of face.

"Hmmm? Still pretending as if you can't hear me?"

"Whatever your decision is, you need to make it now. If we fight this time and you lose, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"You will never be able to step out of this city. I will personally make sure of this. Aren't your mother and your sister dependent on you? You need to think about them also."

Victor tried all sorts of approaches, but the other party was deeply engrossed in his own thoughts and still checking the item he took out of the inventory.

"What the fuck is he looking at?" He tried to look, only to see another chestguard in his hand. Derek was dazedly staring at this chestguard for the past few seconds.

But weirdly, it didn't look like it was anything special.

The chestguard looked a bit dull, lacking any glow or shine. It was pale black in color with a small tinge of purple added to it, and it did not even have any engravings on it.

Typically higher-end weapons had several engravings on them, which helped upgrade the weapon's rank.

So the fact that this chest guard did not have any and looked like a plain and simple sheet of metal bent into shape was only more proof that Victor did not have anything to worry about.

If this garbage gives you so much arrogance, then shouldn't I be a lot more arrogant for actually having a unique-grade weapon and a unique-grade defensive guard and also a unique-grade pair of boots?

He snorted coldly and watched Derek equip his new item, stepping into the ring finally.

"Think about it. If you fight against me now and lose… the consequences… This is really your last chance. Make a wise decision."

However, his warning was drowned in a sea of applause and the referee's voice indicating the start of the battle.

"Fine. As you wish, bastard. I will teach you a good lesson today. Some people only learn things the hard way."

[Warcall]

Hyuup! As soon as the gong sounded, Victor pounced like a tiger. His speed and his movements were clearly different compared to the last fight.

Every single action he did was a notch or two better. This was the advantage of having one's attributes boosted.

And of course… his weapon's special effect…

Serrate - Has a small chance to ignore the defense of the target

Victor was itching to use this as he rushed forward to swing down the saber in his hand. However, before he could take another step, Derek was already in front of him.

Huh? Huh? Victor did not even have the time to blink when the rusted ax slashed down, aiming at this throat.

He tried to evade, but the move was already executed, and now Derek was behind him, the weapon in his hand once again striking down at him.

Did [Warcall] not work? What the hell is happening?

He tried to rally and find an opportunity to strike back but how could that be possible? The opponent's movements were barely visible to him.

Everything was a blur. It was almost as if the person he was fighting against was ten whole levels higher than him.

And before he even had a chance to find one opening, DONG!

The fight came to an end abruptly!

DANG! DANG! DANG!

The gong sounded loudly indicating that the match was completed. However, no one else could believe that they were actually hearing this.

There was pin-drop silence in the huge stadium except for the loud ringing of these gongs.

"The match is over. The winner of this match is contestant Derek." The referee also stood up and announced amidst this deafening silence.

The crowd which had just seconds ago been chanting Victor's name and the stormtroopers guild name at the top of their lungs suddenly forgot to even breathe and gasped in shock.

The ringing gongs and the referee's voice snapped them back to reality. This no-name person who did not belong to any guild had actually done it!

He had won against someone who had the better equipment by a huge margin.

And he did not just win, he destroyed the opponent with overwhelming power and might.

That was the shortest fight they had witnessed on this floor.

Since this was the 90th floor, the fights here typically lasted for at least a few seconds, both sides exchanging some moves, showing off their battle prowess.

But this time it was simply a one-sided massacre. There was no chance to block. There was no chance to counter. This was simply no longer being skilled and not skilled.

It was like a pro-boxer fighting against a couch potato. A complete and utter smackdown.

And everyone who had bet against this impossible scenario had lost their money!

"Fuck. I bet 5 silver coins man. What a waste!"

"How the hell did this sure-shot win go to shit?"

"Useless stormtroopers guild full of trash players. Even with legendary equipment, these losers will probably lose."

"Heh. Serves them right. At least all we lost was a few silvers. That guild… must have lost millions of dollars right?"

"Ba ha ha ha! They deserve it!"

"I heard they even kicked this guy out of their guild so this is technically a fight between ex-guildmates. This alone should tell you what that trash guild limit is!"

"Fuck, why did I even bet on these idiots!"

"Ha aha ha! Because you are also idiots. I just got 20 silver coins and all I bet was a single coin. Easy money. Easy money!"

"Damn it. I really hope they play more games. This time I won't let the opportunity go and bet a huge amount."

Everyone became busy and started gathering more funds.

Both who won their wager and lost their wager looked equally ecstatic as if they had found a loophole in the game.

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Now that they had personally witnessed the fighting capability of this person, they wanted to tap this easy gold mine.

However… how could things be so simple?

After the fight, Derek casually stepped out of the ring.

He didn't register his name with the referee again as Liam had already sent him a message to duck out for the time being.

So he started walking away from the fighting ring and out of the arena to meet with him.

However, after seeing this, the other person in the fight ring instantly paled. His brain that was frozen solid now began to melt and reality slowly dawned on him.

"Wa… Wait. You can't leave." Victor screamed like a teenage girl running behind the guy.

He still did not pay any attention to him, so Victor had no other choice but to run for his life and catch up to him. He directly stood in front of Derek, blocking his path.

"Derek! Why are you being so difficult? Did you not hear me calling your name?"

"Hmmm?" Derek looked genuinely confused. "Why did you call me?"

Seeing his calm and nonchalant expression, Victor wanted to grab him and bang his big empty head on the wall nearby.

However, he did not have the ability to do so. So he could only swallow his anger and continue. He really was very desperate.

This was his last chance. If this conversation did not go well, then his life was effectively over.

"Ha Ha Ha. Do I need a reason to call you? Aren't we old friends?" Victor awkwardly spoke.

Derek knitted his brows together and quickly shot him down. "I am a bit busy right now."

He side-stepped around him and tried to leave, but Victor quickly once again blocked his path.

"No worries. No worries. I just need some small information from you. You see, I am very curious about the chest guard you have on right now."

Victor extended his hand to touch the dark violet metal, making Derek frown deeper.

"Aha ha ha. Sorry I couldn't help but touch it. This is also a unique-grade chest guard, am I right?"

Derek stood silently not answering any of his questions.

"Perhaps even higher than unique-grade?" Victor did not give up and tried to probe him, trying to gather some intel from the small expressions on his face.

"Can you maybe share the stats with me? I am very curious. I mean we just had an awesome fight. So I want to see why exactly I lost. That's all."

"Come on. As a winner, you won't be stingy, right? I am not asking you for your skill list or anything, just the stats on the equipment. It's not a big deal right?"

Derek, however, did not show any reaction at all. From the beginning till the end, he only had a look of indifference. "You are blocking my way and I said that I was busy."

"Heh? I see? So you are a big shot now huh? Ha Ha." Victor tried his best to sound as calm and casual as he possibly could.

"You don't even have time to talk to an old friend. It's alright. Do you want to meet sometime later when you are free?"

"Oh, we are planning to raid the clock tower dungeon. It has good loot for plate classes. Why don't you join us?"

"You are already familiar with our party's strength so it should be an easy run. We can also pay you for the run. Don't worry."

By this time, a small group gathered around the two, many people wanting to talk to Derek in order to recruit him.

When they saw the guy acting so shamelessly, completely different from how he had been before the bouts, they silently sneered with disdain.

How could they all not know what he was doing?

Half of the crowd might be full of noobs who did not have a clear understanding, but the other half were experienced players.

And every single one of them was already aware of what was happening in front of them.

Someone had purposely tricked and baited the stormtroopers guild into shelling out millions and millions of dollars.

And now this guy who had been dumb enough to take the bait was doing some last-ditch effort to at least get something in return.

Calling him alone to run a dungeon with their group? That was like a hooligan calling a girl alone to get raped willingly!

Everyone could see that the deceptively simple chest guard on Derek's body was not as simple as it looked. It was definitely unique-grade equipment or higher.

Otherwise, just the skill difference alone could never explain the outcome of that third fight!

With three unique-grade items equipped, it was impossible for a player to lose that badly, in a completely one-sided fashion.

So almost everyone including Victor had their eyes glued onto the new chestguard that Derek had switched out for the third battle.

Some wanted to know where he got it, some wanted to know if he would sell it to them and some wanted to recruit him.

However, the shameless guy in front of them was right now trying to bait the poor guy into losing this high-grade item.

If he by chance accepts the offer, it was extremely obvious that their guild members would gang up on him and try to rob him blind.

Even a small child could see through this plot, but the idiot was still trying.

Did he not know that a person, who had orchestrated the whole thing and swindled millions of dollars from their guild, would have the brains to see through his actions?

How pathetic! Some people in the back even loudly started cursing the stormtroopers guild. They still did not dare to do so openly but they vented their anger by shouting from the back.

However, unbeknownst to these things, Derek's only thought was something else. Liam had called him, so he wanted to rush back.

Clearly, talking to this person was useless. So he simply started shoving people to his left and right and moving forward.

With his strength, it only took a second to get out of the crowd, and Victor was unceremoniously tossed aside like trash.

But he still did not give up. He opened his chat and started furiously typing.

He knew what Derek's bottom line was so he gave up everything else and hit the nail right on the head.

"I will pay for everything. I will personally pay for all the medical expenses of your family. I know you have a rich backer and because of him you managed to get some high-tier gear."

"But do you know that person earned millions just now by betting on you? He used you! And do you still think he would need you after this?"

"He is probably already long gone. You won't get a single cent."

"Come with me right now and I will get all the money you need from our guild bank and you can immediately take care of your mother and sister."

Victor was barely even paying attention to what he was typing. Derek had already walked away from him so this was all that he could do.

So he typed everything that came to his mind without holding back. "This should get your attention, right?" He wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked up to see the reaction.

And bingo!

Just like he had expected, it looked like his words had indeed caught the attention of the person. Derek's figure paused momentarily.

"I knew it. I knew it. This bitch is desperate for money. I can still make this right. He will do anything for money."

"Come on. Come on. Reply. Reply." Victor could barely hold his breath. His face which had darkened like a black pit was also showing signs of joy.

Yes, he had lost a lot of money. Yes, he had failed miserably. But all was not lost yet.

He was very sure that Derek had an epic ranked item on his body. If he could somehow get that item for their guild, then all of his mistakes would be forgiven immediately!

Even this loss wouldn't be that big of a deal if their guild could get that item!

Everything would be back to the way it was…

"Come on. Come on. Come on."

Victor waited and waited and the next second the message that he was eagerly awaiting flashed on his system interface. However, it was not what he expected.

[Ding. You have been removed from the friend list. You can no longer send messages to this person.]

Victor's heart sank. He could feel his future slipping away. His last chance to redeem everything was now gone…

And before he could digest this terrible reality, another message also popped up. It was from their guild leader, a very short and simple message.

"Trade the three unique-grade items back."

There were no harsh words. There were no unkind comments. It was only a straightforward command. However, this made Victor all the more nervous.

He felt like this was the calm before the storm. He gulped and quickly sent the three items to another member of the guild.

And as soon as he did…

[Ding. You have been removed from the Guild Stormtroopers]

[Ding. Your reputation with the guild is now zero]

"Wait. No. No. Wait." He once again began to furiously type in the chat, explaining everything to the guild leader.

"That guy Derek has an Epic ranked item. I am sure of it. That's why I lost. That's why everything I did ended up backfiring."

"You have to trust me. He has that item. If we plan well, we can take that item from him. We can also rob all the gold back from him."

"Please. Just please give me this one more chance."

However… He only received another familiar message…

[Ding. You have been removed from the friend list. You can no longer send messages to this person.]

Victor suddenly felt all the strength in his body drain and he collapsed on the arena floor, staring blankly in front of him.

After the match, Derek was completely swarmed by numerous players, all surrounding him with different intentions.

He was not able to get away from this crowd no matter how much he tried. In the middle of all this, he received another message.

After seeing the message, he immediately hurried over to the other part of the tower which had the shops and facilities.

He then quickly entered one of the private recuperation rooms. Here the crowd was no longer able to follow him so he was finally free.

Well, not completely. There was one other person inside.

"Heh. Are you enjoying the fame?" Liam chuckled.

"Sir." Derek awkwardly ruffled his hair.

"Ok. I won't take too much of your time because you are going to be very busy for the next few days." Liam smiled and patted him.

"Oh?" Derek immediately became serious.

He was already thinking about the different dungeons that were currently being competed over, some of the well-known difficult quests, and whatnot.

"What preparations should I make sir? What are we doing?" He asked.

Liam chuckled again and shook his head. "Not 'we'. Only you."

Oh. Derek nodded. He assumed that Liam probably wanted him to keep climbing the tower. However, before he could finish that thought a trade window opened up in front of him.

And unlike before, inside this window, there wasn't any equipment or item. Instead, there was just one thing, 50000 gold coins.

Even someone as mature and composed as Derek couldn't remain calm after seeing this huge amount and he gasped in shock.

His mouth was wide open and he stared at Liam dumbfoundedly, who only smiled at him. "Quickly accept it. Don't you have many things to take care of back at home?"

"But… this is…" Derek was left completely speechless.

By now, he somewhat knew about the betting event and such.

However, that was not his concern. All he did was fight. Everything else was orchestrated by Liam, all planned by him.

He also put in the initial amount of gold coins to start up all this fuss and buzz. So rightfully, he deserved every bit of gold that was earned from the event.

He could have understood if he had given a part of it to him, but to give him the entire 50000 gold coins?

"Are you going to accept it or do I have to physically withdraw 50000 gold coins from the bank and shove it in your hand?" Liam patted him.

"Yes… Yes, sir." Derek hoarsely shouted. Without even realizing it, his eyes reddened. This person in front of him… in his entire life, no one had even been so kind to him.

"You should take some time off and take care of things at home first."

"Take as much time as you need. After you settle everything, you can log back in and message me. Alright?"

"Yes… sir…"

"Good luck. I hope that everything goes well." Liam smiled.

"But sir… if I don't keep playing… my level will lag behind and then I won't be able to repay your… kindness."

"Aha ha ha. Don't worry about that. I will make sure that you pay me back." Liam winked.

He was a serious person but the guy in front of him was even more serious forcing him to take the responsibility of keeping things light.

But Liam doubted that his message was conveyed so he once again stressed. "You know I was joking right? You earned this money. It belongs to you. No need to pay me back anything."

"You don't owe anyone anything. If that is also uncomfortable, think of it as a signing bonus. Ha ha."

"And don't worry about your level, I have a lot of methods to take care of that. Focus on your family first. If you have some time, log in and keep grinding the PVP tower."

"That should be the most efficient course of action for now."

"Alright. Take care." Liam wanted to say more words of comfort but time was a bit tight so he quickly bid farewell.

Both of them had a lot of things to do so there was no point in simply standing around talking.

Derek also immediately logged out after Liam left.

As his system communications interface was open, Liam saw this and silently wished him good luck again in his heart.

He also noticed that Shen Yue and Mei Mei were back online. He checked the messages and saw that the two of them were also in fact in the same PVP tower.

Liam already knew why these two were here so chuckled wryly and decided to pay them a visit before leaving.

He messaged the two and promptly a reply came back.

"Oh! So you both are on the 20th floor already?"

Liam entered the elevator and then reached the 10th floor.

As soon as he walked in, he only needed a second to recognize the two as they were surrounded by a bunch of players, all fawning over them.

From the looks of it, they were even more popular than Derek.

The situation was annoying and it looked very troublesome to meet with them so Liam simply continued conversing in messages.

He sent the duo some gold and asked them what their plans were. Almost immediately a reply came from both of them saying that they wanted to continue climbing up the tower.

Mei Mei was particularly very excited and she started singing praises of the mysterious warrior who was winning all the matches and earning lots of gold coins.

"Brother, we should participate in this. You are the top player. We can earn a lot of gold coins here. I think the players are not allowed to bet. So you fight and we can place the bets."

"We can even do some tricks like, purposely throwing a match and acting like you are weak, and in the end, you finish them off when we increase the bet really high. What do you think?"

Liam did not know whether to laugh or cry. Like brother like sister.

"That mysterious person's name is Derek. In the future, he will be playing with us." He explained.

"And it's fine. You both can play here in the tower but focus on the fighting technique, not the betting. We can always earn gold in lots of ways, it is more important to learn to fight."

However, both of them were too shocked by this sudden surprise to properly pay attention to his advice.

A string of excited messages flooded back and even from the distance, Liam could see the smile on his sister's face light up like fireworks.

"What brother! Are you serious? That person Derek is going to play with us? He is on our team? Are we going to make a guild?"

"Oh my god! Were you the one who was betting like crazy? Are you the rich tycoon?"

"Brother, this is so good. We should recruit more strong players and make an unbeatable super strong team." Mei Mei was almost jumping up and down, her face full of smiles.

Liam shook his head, chuckling.

Thanks to the miracle that gave him a second chance, he was able to see these things. In their last life, the little girl hardly ever smiled.

But now, she was able to live happily and carefree just like any other kid. He knew that he needed to work harder to make sure that this smile lasted.

"Shall we also look for other talented people?" Shen Yue asked.

Liam, however, immediately declined it. "Sometimes it's best not to involve too many people."

"Oh, then there won't be any more players joining our team, brother?"

"He He… About that… I think there should be three more people joining our team really soon." Liam replied and then added, muttering only to himself. "Willingly or unwillingly."

He might look like a hero to some but Liam had no plans of becoming one.. He was always going to be a villain through and through.