"Waaah!" Silver Wolf burst into tears again.
"Silver Wolf, why are you here?" Stelle looked at Silver Wolf in surprise.
"Obviously, after Herta had 76 of her accounts deleted, she got anxious and upset, so she came running to me to act cute," Chen Luo said as he drank his tea.
"Really?" Stelle was a little surprised.
"Isn't that obviously fake? Why did you believe him? And I wasn't anxious or upset, and I wasn't crying and making a fuss either! You two are enough!" Silver Wolf raged.
"Crying and making a fuss while claiming you're not crying and making a fuss. Tsk, tsk, tsk."
"So are you going to help me or not?" Silver Wolf slammed the table and stood up.
"...You won't even call me Godfather."
"To hell with that!"
"Then your 76 accounts are gone for good. That's what I'm saying."
"If you offend Herta and Siegmund, they'll only delete your current accounts. But if you offend me, I'll have Void Archive ban your future accounts."
"Godfather, help me." The thought of those 76 accounts she had painstakingly grinded out made Silver Wolf's heart ache terribly.
"...Boring." Chen Luo sighed.
"Enough. I've already backed down," Silver Wolf said irritably.
If Siegmund and Herta hadn't told her that they had specifically instructed Void Archive to gang up on Silver Wolf, and that Void Archive was the head of the game department as well as an Emissary of Joy, Silver Wolf would never have needed to come to the bar. She could have handled the matter of those 76 accounts herself.
At worst, she could infiltrate the company headquarters. It wasn't as if Silver Wolf had never done that before.
But no matter how confident Silver Wolf was, she would never think she could get the better of an