Qiao Lian had come for the sole reason of investigating the identity of the man in the picture on the tombstone. Hence, she was nonchalant about letting the people know that she was Xiao Qiao.
She had nothing to hide.
The group chatted and joked around. The atmosphere in the private room became casual and bustling again.
The guests were all lauding each other's accomplishments as they talked.
The competitive team was still there, but out of the 20-odd people in the room, almost half of them did not play video games anymore.
Those who persisted had also taken a step back and took it as a form of entertainment now.
Of course, gaming itself was a type of entertainment.
The captain was considerably emotional. He said, "When one gets old, things really become impossible.These games are for 25-year-old youngsters. A few days ago, I joined other players to play one round and I lost pathetically!"