Chapter 22: He Still Has a Trump Card

He could vaguely see Jiang Baobao's profile.

She was currently pursing her lips tightly, her face serious—an expression completely opposite to her usual grinning self, yet unexpectedly beautiful.

Her slender fingers tapped the keyboard with a clatter, as if dancing upon it, each strike precise and crisp.

Li Beijue could not help but become somewhat distracted.

Why did he suddenly feel... that this woman looked somewhat pleasing to the eye in this state?

His heart stirred slightly, but the next second he snapped back to reality, a flash of coldness in his eyes, feeling displeased with his own previous thought.

Just then—

"Won!"

The people around Li Beijue suddenly erupted into low murmurs, pulling back his train of thought.

He looked down at Jiang Baobao's screen, only to see the green elf had already ascended the throne in the middle of the arena.

Jiang Baobao's small face was full of triumph, not hiding her happiness in the slightest, as she smiled toward Shen Yi and said, "Boss Shen, I accept your concession. Since it was agreed to be best of three, why not let that youngster behind you take the next round?"

Her large eyes flashed with a cunning look, and she spoke deliberately loudly so that everyone could hear.

Shen Yi's eyes widened instantly, yet he had no way to retort.

Best of three?

This woman was doing it on purpose!

Jiang Baobao looked at him with a smile, her expression fearless.

He was the one who provoked her first, so why should she just let it go?

This show of force would serve as her gift to every Team in the country!

Either Shen Yi admitted he was scared off by her in one round, or...

He would have to bite the bullet and be crushed by her for another round, suffering a total defeat!

Li Beijue took in her spirited expression, his mood suddenly becoming somewhat subtle.

Jiang Baobao... really had become very different from before.

Recalling the past, he could only think of the woman before him fawning over him and being obedient in every way.

But now, she had become strong and confident, even baring her claws and snarling.

Li Beijue's gaze flickered for an instant, and he abruptly looked away.

What was wrong with him today?

Why had he been distracted by this woman the whole time?

As Li Beijue thought this, he heard a sound from across the way.

Shen Yi naturally would not admit defeat just like that, obediently giving up his seat to the team member behind him.

"This is a substitute player from our team; I ask that Miss Lisa please go easy on them."

Although Shen Yi spoke of going easy, his tone showed no sign of worry, and he stood to the side.

Even if they were a substitute, they weren't just any Tom, Dick, or Harry.

He had just been outskilled, but he didn't believe this woman could beat a professional player!

Jiang Baobao naturally did not miss the confidence on his face.

Nodding faintly, she clicked into the match arena, her expression as serious as before.

This time, the opponent was not using dual blades, but a magic staff.

Both were long-range attackers, and since the opponent was a professional player, it naturally did not end as quickly as the previous round.

Jiang Baobao remained unruffled, tapping the keyboard beneath her hands with a clatter, her speed so fast it was almost impossible to see, as she strove to maneuver around her opponent on the field.

"This... this is the first time I've seen a woman with such fast hand speed..."

A wave of low discussion spread through the crowd again.

Li Beijue's brows were locked tight, and he once again could not help but stare at Jiang Baobao's profile, lost in thought.

If she won, then this investment...

Li Beijue's mind stirred slightly, a dark light flashing in his eyes.

Ten minutes later, the match ended.

Jiang Baobao had used twice as much time as the previous match. Although she had lost some health, she still achieved victory with an absolute advantage.

She took off her headset, and applause instantly erupted all around.

"Lisa is truly worthy of her reputation; no wonder every member of Star is so excellent!"

In electronic sports, strength speaks for itself, and people around immediately began to offer praise.

Jiang Baobao smiled, turned her head to look at Shen Yi, and raised an eyebrow.

Shen Yi's face had long since turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

With the excitement over, the surrounding people offered a few compliments before leaving one by one, whispering about the brilliant "spar" they had just witnessed.

Jiang Baobao stood up, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Shen Yi suddenly walking toward her.

He was full of displeasure, and as soon as he got close, he provoked her again: "Although Miss Lisa is skilled, it is a pity you are not a man. No matter how well you play, there is no way to participate in the tournament; it really is a great loss for the esports circle."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Baobao's eyes instantly sharpened, her expression tinged with coldness.

She had entered this circle by chance, and only later discovered that she actually had a talent for playing games.

It was just a pity that the tournament scene did not accept female players, which was why she had managed her own Team and cultivated it with care.

Jiang Baobao curled her lips in a cold sneer; though poked in a sore spot, she did not reveal it on her face at all, and retorted faintly: "There is nothing to pity. As long as my Team can win the championship, that is enough. Boss Shen, on the other hand, should probably worry; as long as I am still in the circle, Shadow should have no chance at the championship."

Every word she said struck at Shen Yi's heart, and sure enough, his face turned even darker, yet he could find no room to retort.

After a long silence, he could only say viciously: "Since you are so confident, then we shall see each other on the tournament stage!"

Shen Yi dropped the sentence and turned to leave with long strides.

Jiang Baobao gave a disdainful cold snort and calmly scanned her surroundings, discovering as expected that many people were looking at her.

It seemed that today's show of force... had likely taken effect.

Jiang Baobao was very satisfied, but then she suddenly felt a sense of oppression appear right beside her!

Li Beijue's voice, carrying a chill, also rang out in her ear.

"Speak, how much investment do you want?"

His tone was indifferent, making it impossible for anyone to discern his mood at this moment.

Jiang Baobao's whole body stiffened abruptly, and she finally realized something in hindsight.

Oh heavens... how could she have forgotten that Li Beijue was the biggest investor today!

She didn't want to have anything to do with him at all, okay?

But...

"I wonder how much President Li intends to invest?"

Jiang Baobao asked tentatively.

Li Beijue's gaze flickered for an instant, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled into a cold sneer.

"Why don't you tell me how much you want, Miss Lisa."

He really wanted to see just how big this woman's ambition was!

Upon hearing this, Jiang Baobao thought about it carefully; she definitely needed two or three hundred million, but...

She really did not want to get too involved with Li Beijue.

She certainly didn't want her son to be snatched away by someone.

Seeing that Jiang Baobao hadn't spoken for a long while, Li Beijue couldn't help but urge her: "Have you considered it yet? My patience is limited."

Jiang Baobao was stunned upon hearing this, and for a moment, she couldn't help but waver.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard Li Beijue slowly add: "However, if you want the investment, I also have my own conditions..."

Li Beijue had already thought everything through just now; he did not intend to let Jiang Baobao get the investment so easily.

Jiang Baobao instantly became guarded, and there was a hint of realization in the way she looked at Li Beijue.

She knew this guy wasn't that kind-hearted!

Not mentioning the matter of her son—he was indeed holding something back!