Chapter 10
On the screen, the graceful Katrina, with barely any health left, dodged a fatal skill, even a semi-lock-on one.
Aubree’s lips curled up. The opponent’s skills were back; if she were them, she wouldn’t miss this chance.
“Still, too bad. Your other four teammates are dead, and the minions aren’t strong. You’re done for,” the blond-haired guy commented.
“Not necessarily,” Aubree said, operating her champion to full health.
The enemy team pushed to the base.
Meanwhile, Katrina left the fountain.
“What? No way!” The yellow-haired guy jumped up. If he hadn’t been watching her, he would’ve thought she was cheating.
On the screen, Katrina first activated her ultimate. She seemingly was just dodging left and right, but every second skill used was to its fullest potential, perfectly avoiding all enemy skills while capitalizing on their cooldowns to counterkill.
In no time, the penta-kill effect appeared on the screen.
Seizing the moment, her teammates respawned, launching a counterattack, and the game ended, in just exactly 30 minutes.
Then, the game settlement page popped up on the screen.
“Isn’t that Shrek?” The blond-haired guy pointed at the opposing jungler’s ID, “God’s Fury.All-Star.”
The glaring pro badge revealed his identity.
As soon as the match ended, Aubree saw a red dot appear in her friend system, unsurprisingly a friend request from Alvin.
God’s Fury.All-Star: [Interested in going pro?]
Phoenix: [Let’s exchange contact info.]
After sending her WhatsApp ID, Aubree quit the game. Mission accomplished, time to wrap it up for today.
Beside her, the blond-haired guy stared wide-eyed at Aubree, immediately making a decision-to ride on her coattails. “Ma’am, can you take me under your wing?”
“No way,” Aubree replied, with an air of considerable resignation.
With that, she went straight to the network administrator to log off and walked out of the internet cafe.
As she walked out, the streetlights flickered. Summer nights fell quickly, and unfortunately, her path home passed through a dark alley with no lights.
Shivering, Aubree hurried home when two hooligans lurking by the roadside exchanged glances and approached.
“Young lady, back from gaming again? We’ve been watching you for days. You’re good at gaming,” one of them grinned.
“Leaving so early today? How about keeping us company for a game?” the other one added.
The two hooligans leered, reaching out towards her.
Aubree had anticipated this. The ghetto was chaotic, and being targeted as a lone girl was only natural.
Chapter 10
She remained silent, her gaze growing sharper, while one hand moved stealthily towards the side pocket of her backpack, where she had concealed a fruit knife.
“Tonight might not be possible. My girl needs to get home to sleep.” Just as Aubree was about to act, a steady and comforting voice sounded, and a large, cool hand gripped her wrist.
Turning round, she saw Bowen.
‘He hadn’t left?’ Aubree was surprised.
Bowen, probably close to 6.2 feet, stood a head taller than her.
It was reassuring with his presence.
Instantly, Aubree’s nose tingled. She was used to facing all setbacks alone, never expecting someone to step up and protect her in danger.
The hand gripping her wrist was cool, but the skin it touched burned as if on fire.
Bowen’s appearance made the two hoodlums hesitate. To them, the guy looked anything but ordinary, especially with that fancy mechanical watch peeking out from his sleeve.
Even without knowing the brand, they could tell it was pricey.
Before they could make up their minds, Bowen’s two bodyguards had already flanked them from behind, making the decision for them.
“It’s not safe for a young lady to hang around outside alone at night.” The cops soon arrived and hauled the two hoodlums
away.
Bowen let go of her hand, took a step back, giving Aubree some space.
“Mr. Turner, you’re still here?” Aubree asked.
Bowen looked down at her. “Just passing by.”
Hearing this, the two bodyguards behind him were stunned, murmuring to themselves, ‘Passing by? Boss, care to tell us which route leads past here?
‘If you’re worried about her, just say it. You’ve been standing here in the cold wind for half an hour’
Aubree wasn’t buying it either. Noticing Bowen’s car parked in the corner, she pursed her lips but didn’t point it out.
After the initial gratitude, she wondered why Bowen was going out of his way to help her and what she could possibly have that was worth all this effort.
Still confused after some guesses, Aubree took a step back. “Thanks again for saving me, Mr. Turner. Next time I’m free, I’ll treat you to a meal.”
“Sure,” Bowen agreed.
“Then I’ll be off,” Aubree said, heading towards her rental place.
She picked up speed, and a light fqrom behind followed at a distance, disappearing only after she had passed through the dark alley.
