Yang Bo memorized the names of the players Donny had contacted in the game. Although he did not understand their code words, as long as he greeted them in the game, he could remotely track them through his Optoelectric Superpower.
Donny felt a burning pain on his face as he communicated with his superior about what had happened.
Donny harbored grievances. He was one of the elite among elites, and an Imperial Earl. How much effort did a New Noble have to put in, and how many people did they need to win recognition from, to obtain the title of Earl?
Moreover, he was an expert in materials. He had studied so much knowledge, published so many papers, and completed so much successful research.
In academic circles, everyone gave him respect.
But today, today...
Donny felt as though he had returned to when he had first started school, facing the helplessness he felt before Old Nobles on the road.
That was right!
Although he had known before coming that the target of this mission was a bastard, he had not expected him to be such a bastard.
In the other man's eyes, he was like trash. He had been beaten into this state, and the request he had made had not been excessive at all.
The man had even called him an academic broker. That was an insult.
In other words, he had suffered three layers of humiliation today! First, he had been beaten, slapped again and again. That had never happened before.
Second, he had been slapped in the face. The other man had directly struck his face.
Third, his face was still in this state, and everyone would stare at him once he went outside.
The scorching pain on his face made Donny feel as though he were