“Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Feuangfa.”
“Oh, come on. No need for honorifics. Just call me Feuang.”
She could barely put up her hands in time to wai Joke in response. At the same time, she shot Merlin a sharp glare, accusing him of making her seem like a boomer and resulting in Joke acting too respectfully toward her.
The mischievous man laughed heartily.
“Just leave him, big sis. This guy’s overly formal with everyone,” Merlin waved his hand. “But don’t judge him by how polite he looks right now. Once he gets onto the stage, he’s like a whole other person. I can guarantee that.”
“I figured,” she nodded smilingly. “The match between you two last year was the talk of the town. Even the teams overseas consider it one of the most valuable matches in the last several years.”
She chuckled, then cast a glance toward Joke with a subtle smile on her face. The expression clearly conveyed how kind-hearted she was.