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Indeed, it was whether Her Highness Jiu still wanted to game. She had gone to America to film a movie.

But ever since that livestream, Xue Yaoyao had a hunch. She felt as though she would never see her on the competition grounds again. That livestream had seemed like a farewell. Moreover, they couldn't get hold of Her Highness Jiu.

Xue Yaoyao's gaze followed the elevator light and didn't notice anything else.

Jiang Zuo was still standing along the walkway, his hands tightening around his phone. There wasn't any response to the message he had sent out.

The female reporter was still standing beside him, a smile on her face. "Young Master Jiang, do you want a tour around my office?"