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Tried 21

    The base of God’s Fury was a luxury vi by the river, four stories high. The first floor was the living room; the second had bedrooms for the members and coaches; the third was a remodeled training room, and the fourth was a t-level gym.


    When Alvin brought Aubree here, the team’s support yer, Hector, stumbled down from the second floor with messy hair and sleepy eyes. “Alvin, are you here for training? Is this prettydy your girl?”


    Alvin’s eye twitched. Thinking of Bowen’s inexplicable concern for Aubree, he retorted inwardly, ‘My girl? My Aunt-inw might be more urate.’


    “No, she’s the new mage yer I brought in, nicknamed ‘Phoenix,” he replied.


    Hector’s drowsy eyes immediately perked up at his words, widening from a slit to a perfect circle. “Alvin, you mean thisdy is going to rece Killian?”


    The vi was a birthday gift from Alvin’s family when he was a kid. It wasn’t extensively renovated, so the soundproofing wasn’t great.


    At the sound of a shout from Hector, the other members half-asleep on the second floor all poked their heads out.


    The looks they gave Aubree were all the same-full of disbelief, and some even hid disdain.


    They didn’t believe a woman could y the game well, nor did they think a woman was qualified to join their championship-level team and stand on the finals stage with them.


    “Hmph, so the captain was gone for so many days just to bring back someone like this?” someone teased.


    “Even if you’re desperate, you can’t just be fooled by looks, right?” A highly sarcastic and insulting voice came from the front door.


    A rebellious young man with red hair, who looked fairly handsome, leaned against the doorframe. His gaze swept over Aubree before returning to Alvin. “Captain, no matter what, we’ve yed together for so long, from the League of Legends. Pro League to the Autumn Split Finals.


    “Can’t we just part ways amicably? Let me go, and I’ll help out as a friend in the finals. If you don’t let me go, then keep your sparrow as your treasure.”


    Killian grinned confidently, certain that Alvin had no choice but to choose him.


    Aubree was also looking at him. The news that the midner of God’s Fury was injured and couldn’t y was only public knowledge, but insiders with some connections knew that Killian had been approached by Apex Squad’s manager.


    If he didn’t y in the Autumn Split, Apex Squad’s midner would retire after this match.


    In the previous life, Killian sessfully joined Apex Squad. His skills were indeed strong, but he was too impulsive and yed selfishly, causing discord within Apex Squad.


    After bringing in Killian, Apex Squad suffered sixteen consecutive losses, plummeting to the B group and almost losing their spot.


    It was Aubree who stepped in and benched Killian, saving Apex Squad’s ass in the end.


    Killian never thought he did anything wrong.


    Apex Squad wouldn’t pay his penalty fee, and he didn’t have the money himself. The only way he could think of was to


    threaten Alvin.


    He would y, but whether God’s Fury could win wasn’t his concern.


    Compared to God’s Fury, whose future was uncertain, Apex Squad’s offer was an olive branch anyone would jump at.


    Born into the powerful Turner family, Alvin had been pampered wherever he went since childhood. He poured money, effort, and resources into creating the team, only to end up being humiliated and disrespected. Of course, he wouldn’t put up with it.


    “Then get lost sooner.” Alvin shot back without mercy. “Do you really think you’re something valuable? Has my good temper made you forget that I’m a Turner?”


    He didn’t even have hiswyer sue Killian into bankruptcy, which was already considered kind of him.


    Killian’s expression changed instantly-there was fear, but even more, anger. ‘Did Alvin really think this woman could take my ce?’ he seethed inwardly.


    “Humph!” Killian pursed his lips, making no reply.


    At that moment, Hector hesitated and tried to mediate, “Alvin, maybe we should all take a step back. It’s only natural for Killian to seek better development.”


    Clearly, he didn’t believe Aubree had any real talent for gaming, either.


    The coach remained silent for a moment before speaking up. “If Killian can’t y, it’s like handing the championship to the other team.”
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