Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
“Young Master Song, is the game really that good? Why would you wake us up so early in the morning?” The city gates had just opened so there weren’t a lot of people out on the wide road yet.
Two young men, one in white and the other in red, walked frantically to catch up to Song Qingfeng’s footsteps but failed.
“Slow down, Young Master Song! What are you in such a hurry for?” The young man in red held a fan in his hand; he snapped it shut and hurried behind Song Qingfeng.
“Young Master Song, it’s just a tiny shop, why are you so serious about a game?” The young man in red waved the fan in his hands casually. He looked like he was from a prestigious family.
“You didn’t even come to the banquet yesterday, that was very uncouth of you,” he said.
“He’s right!” The young man in white chimed in, “You messed up, Young Master Song.”
“Plus, don’t you know what day it is today?” the red-robed man added. “Lingyun Academy’s exam is today! I know you, my brother, are strong and experienced enough to ignore a big day like this, but both of us want to receive high rankings. How can you ask us to put the exams aside and play games with you?”
“Can’t we go at any time during the day? What’s the rush?” Song Qingfeng retorted with extreme nonchalance.
“…” He had a point; Lingyun Academy’s exam lasted all day, and with their status, nothing would happen even if they arrived later than the rest of the examinees.
“You have a point,” the white-robed young man laughed dryly; was that why Song Qingfeng dragged them out to play a game so early in the morning?
“Forget it.” The red-robed young man tried to mediate their dispute. “If Young Master Song recommends it, then we might as well go and see.”
Fang Qi woke up early in the morning; he looked at the time, it wasn’t even 8 AM.
However, it was fine. Since he woke up early, he might as well open his internet café early.
He walked downstairs and unlocked the doors of his shop. Then, he was just about to go out and buy some steamed buns when…
“Young Master Song, how can this place not be open yet? Should I call the owner out?” one of Song Qingfeng’s companions asked in a muffled voice behind him, as they stood outside the internet café.
Suddenly, the doors popped open in front of the trio.
Fang Qi froze upon seeing Song Qingfeng and two other young men standing outside his shop.
“You are way too early.”
Yes, it really was early.
Song Qingfeng smiled bitterly, “Can I play now?”
“…” After the initial shock, Fang Qi broke out in laughter, “Have you been waiting this entire time?”
Song Qingfeng answered, “The game is too much fun.”
“It’s not time to open yet…” Fang Qi touched his nose; he didn’t expect Song Qingfeng to come so early. “Come in.”
“…” Song Qingfeng nodded and walked in, while the two others glanced at each other as if they felt a more profound meaning behind Young Master Song and Fang Qi’s conversation just now.
What kind of game was capable of getting Song Qingfeng so addicted that he waited all night to come back and play? They realized that they might have underestimated how important this game was to him.
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