That was because he had just received the latest news.
That "big fish" who had vanished for quite a while was currently heading toward their club. Since he was willing to come, that meant he was genuinely interested in EDG. If they could sign him and parade him around in front of the players afterward, wouldn't team morale and confidence rise with ease?
"This is EDG's dormitory."
"This is EDG's publicity department."
"This is EDG's—somehow an intruding tou... wait, a tourist!?"
Abu, acting as their guide, immediately widened his eyes.
Right in front of them stood a man in black, his cap pulled low and sunglasses on, wrapped up so thoroughly that not a sliver of him showed. His backpack was bulging as though it had been stuffed full, and he stood with his back to them, looking around everywhere.
Before Abu could react, a receptionist in uniform appeared in the distance with a group of security guards. She pointed at the man in black and shouted, "That's him! He snuck in!"
Then—
A group of burly men immediately put on an Epic Scene of men piling on men.
Fofo and A Le both stared wide-eyed. They had visited so many clubs, yet this was the first time they had seen anything like this. Were fans these days really that terrifying? They had even infiltrated an established club like EDG.
But... as the black-clad man struggled and cried out, A Le and the others increasingly felt that something was off.
Why did that voice sound more and more familiar!?
Even the items flung out of his backpack during the "melee" were not the cameras and equipment they had expected.
They were packet after packet of White Elephant Instant Noodles!?
"What are you doing? What the hell are you doing!?"
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