Cheers and applause filled the stadium as more teams entered the venue. This was especially true when the American e-sports athletes showed up. It was because their legend, Vienna’s Sorrow, had shown up in person.

Vienna’s Sorrow looked 28 years old at most, and he was dressed in a black sportswear that gave him a spirited look. He carried himself with pride and scorn toward his lesser as he and his teammates walked to their waiting area with his gaming helmet. It was the right he had earned through his hard work and persistence.

Suddenly, Vienna’s Sorrow stopped in his tracks when his gaze landed on our waiting area. A flame ignited in his eyes as he uttered, "You!"

I knew he was talking to me. Even discounting the War of Dawn City, it was hardly the first time the two of us had encountered one another.

So I rose to my feet, walked to the edge of the waiting area and shot him a smile. "See you in the arena!"

"Hmph!"

Vienna’s Sorrow let out a cold snort before leaving with his teammates.

Beiming Xue asked me, "Why didn’t you speak to him in English, big bro?"

The question caught me a little off-guard, but I shook my head and replied, "Why should...