Novel Drama
Chapter 244
Chapter 244
Yates stood there, slack-jawed, staring at Floyd, his mind racing back to the phone call he'd just had with his grandpa...
It hit him hard, realizing that ever since he was little, Grandpa had always been against him being in the limelight. The Griffin family owned a sprawling empire, yet Grandpa never hinted at passing the torch to him.
Grandpa never pressured him to hit the books or to compete in various contests; he was all about letting Yates live a carefree life. When Yates wanted to join an eSports team, Grandpa was strictly against it...
And that time a talent scout spotted him and offered him a shot at showbiz, Grandpa shooed them away too.
Greenmeadow was rife with tales of his brash antics, yet the inte was devoid of his photos.
Grandpa's mantra was simple: "Just be happy."
Yates always thought Grandpa spoiled him rotten because, after his parents died in a tragic accident, Grandpa saw him as his last kin, cherishing his happiness and life above all else.
But then there was Floyd...
In that moment, Yates realized, five years ago, when they topped the national server in a game without real-name registration, becoming the notorious duo, he had dreamt of diving into eSports, craving fame.
Floyd had been on board, thrilled even.
They started a team together, but just as they were about to embark on their journey, Floyd suddenly said Yates was too young and cut him out. Floyd, exploiting his trust and dependency, had pushed him away, fueling a hatred that festered for five long years!
So, that was it!
Yates's eyes widened in shock and disbelief as he murmured to Floyd, "Why?"
Why would showing his face mean death?
Floyd grimaced, a bitter smile on his face. "The reason, the real reason I never told you the truth."
Telling him not to show his face in public for fear of death was simple, but what next? Why? That reason was the real pitfall, derailing his life's trajectory!
At least!
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Tears welled up in Yates's eyes.
Back in Greenmeadow, he was the kingpin, the head of Flame Union, shielding his crew. But now, he realized he was the one being protected all along!
Rubbing his head, he turned and punched the wall before facing Floyd, "Bro, tell me why? I'm 18 now!"
Floyd just looked at him.
Five years ago, Yates was just a kid.
At thirteen, he was a reckless teenager. Now, he had grown, nearly towering over Floyd.
Floyd dropped his gaze, then suddenly changed the topic, "You wanna compete?"
Yates, taken aback, nodded, "Of course."
With everything out in the open, Floyd saw no point in hiding anymore. "Alright, but you have to wear a mask and a cap, no showing your face." Yates, eyes still red, nodded in agreement.
After a pause, Floyd patted his shoulder, "Go for it."
Yates, with determination in his voice, insisted, "After the fourth championship trophy, you tell me the reason."
Floyd paused.
Yates smiled, "Bro, you know me."
Knowing Yates wouldn't settle for half-truths, Floyd had kept silent for five years.
But now, the truth was out.
If he didn't speak up, who knew what extremes Yates might go to?
Lost in thought, Floyd's resolve wavered as Yates quipped, "If you don't tell me, I'll start streaming live."
Floyd sighed, "Okay."
Everyone deserves to carve out their own path.
Yates was 18, on the brink of adulthood...
With a heavy heart, Floyd returned to the training room with Yates.
Upon their entry, the room fell silent.
Floyd remained quiet, but Yates stepped forward, his grin both arrogant and confident, "Hey everyone, I'm your new boss and your lead striker, EW Club, 'Lone Wolf."
Behind him, Floyd listened, realizing the protective bubble he and Grandpa had created for Yates had indeed isolated him.
Perhaps someone like Yates, a true eagle, was never meant to be coddled.
"Alright!" Clay was the first to speak up, "Let's team up for a match! Lia, you good?"
Cordelia, smiling at Little Flame, responded, "No problem."
She relished fighting alongside Little Flame.
But then-
"Hold on."
Cordelia dashed upstairs and returned with a stack of papers, placing them beside the computer.
The room was puzzled.
After setting everything up, Cordelia picked up a pen, "Let's start."
The team was momentarily stunned.
Due to their high rankings, finding a match took at least two minutes.
During the wait, Cordelia tackled a math problem.
The sight left everyone speechless.
Karl swallowed hard, "Lia, you got exams coming up?"
"Not exactly," Cordelia replied calmly, "I've got a math competition."
Karl was baffled, "What?!"
A math competition? It was unheard of in the gaming community for someone to juggle both studies and gaming!
Cordelia's gameplay rarely saw her character die, thanks to her strategic moves.
But whenever she did get taken out in a team fight, she'd use the respawn time to work through a few math problems.
Karl was speechless.
For some reason, seeing Lia so dedicated to her studies made him want to hit the books again!
After pulling off a stunning comeback online, the spirits of the once disheartened and repeatedly let down fans of the EW Club soared with newfound
hope.
And the EW Club didn't let their fans down this time!
Injecting some fresh talent into the
team, players like EW Club's Maverick and EW Club's Learner shone brightly, managing to battle
their way out from a series of intense group matches and into the finals!
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From each group, two teams would advance to the top four, setting the stage for the national championships.
That day, Cordelia talked to Floyd about taking a leave of absence, needing to return to the Autumn Gold Academic Bootcamp for her mid-term
exams.
She had barely set foot in Autumn Gold Academic Bootcamp when Hanley rushed over, a stern look on his face: Cordelia, how can you take such a Jax attitude towards math? Learning is like swimming upstream; if you don't advance, you fatt behind. Let's see how you fare in this exam!"