Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Chapter 89

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Embarrassing moments always came when one was least prepared for them.

Meanwhile, Stanley Batton chose to ignore their messages and continued to play the game skillfully.

He clicked on the mouse rapidly to activate one skill after another.

Although it was only a game, he made it seem as if he were playing the piano. He was the most

elegant killer in the world. Very soon, Stanley’s team achieved victory. He immediately removed himself

from the queue and proceeded to open the chat room between him and Xyla Quest in WeChat.

After hovering his finger above the screen for a few seconds, he narrowed his eyes a little. “I’ve already

memorized the book. What’s next?”

Right then, Xyla was also waiting in a queue for her teammates to get matched.

Beep beep…

When Xyla’s phone suddenly started vibrating, she shifted her gaze to the phone. She was surprised to

read what Five Batton sent her.

How was he able to memorize everything in that book in such a short amount of time? Did he have a

photographic memory?

How else was that possible?

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Although Xyla believed that she had a good memory herself, it took her an entire week to memorize

that stuff. Wasn’t Stanley too amazing?

Xyla immediately picked up her phone and typed with a serious expression on her face.

“Are you serious?” She asked.

“Yeah.” Stanley wrote back casually.

“All of it? In just a few days?” She asked.

“Yes.” Stanley replied to the text

“Are you free tomorrow night? I’ll teach you a few things in person.” Xyla replied to him.

“Okay.” Stanley wrote.

“Well, I shall not bother you then. Goodnight.” Xyla wrote.

“Goodnight.” Stanley was cold as usual.

Since the game-matching was still ongoing, Xyla subconsciously scrolled tip to look at their previous

conversations out of boredom. Whenever Stanley replied to her, the responses came in the form of a

single word. He rarely wrote more than two words.

This man was the coldest person she had ever met.

Meanwhile, the game-matching was completed.

Xyla immediately put her phone down and shifted her gaze back to the game. Hurriedly, she picked

Aatrox and prepared to go to the top lane on her own.

While waiting for the game to start, Xyla was attracted by the name of ‘North’ in the opponent’s team.

She could remember this name because it was always beneath her in the leaderboard. He was one of

the best players in the country.

From what Xyla could recall, this person always liked to challenge her to a solo battle. Although she

always won, it was never an easy victory. This person was undoubtedly an expert in controlling the

game characters he played. Xyla was fond of going against people like him because it made her feel

like she had met an equal rival.

After entering the game, Xyla and North both went to the top lane. North was using Camille.

When North saw Xyla, he charged at her without even waiting for his troops to arrive. Xyla instantly

moved her game character by clicking on her mouse and pressing on her keyboard rapidly.

After a fierce battle, Xyla managed to kill North by a hair’s breadth as she too was left with very little

health points.

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On the other hand, when Stanley saw his screen turn gray, he touched his forehead helplessly.

If he had used his skill slightly earlier than her and was better at positioning his game character, it

would have been her who died instead.

Who was this ‘Seven’? Why was she so good?

“Knock, knock, knock…”

Sharon Lindt entered the room with a glass of warm milk in her hand.

When Sharon saw the statistics of Stanley’s performance in the game, she could not help but lean in

close while she sat on the armrest of his chair. “Did you die when the match has just begun? Why are

you so bad at this?”

However, once Sharon saw the ID of Stanley’s opponent, she immediately changed her tone.

“Is that Seven? It’s normal then. Nobody can defeat him. Even the professional players can’t win in a

solo fight against him,” Sharon said.

“Why do you know so much about this?” Stanley asked calmly as he continued to fight against Seven.

“Well, I’m an experienced player of games like this. Why wouldn’t I know about this? I am curious about

this person. Is he a guy or a girl? I really do admire him from the bottom of my heart,” Sharon said.

When talking about this, Sharon’s eyes glowed brightly. She was like an eighteen-year-old teenage girl

who was passionate about gaming.

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