An industry with 70 billion in profits had just been produced from a single game. Of course, that was only after collecting everything later on.
In these three matches, the Butcher's Bounty was only a tiny amount each time.
Earlier, Jiang Siming had complained a little about being such a Bad Luck Magnet. Only now did he realize that he was the European Emperor—the European Emperor! The European Emperor!! (Voice crack)
After being a Bad Luck Magnet for so long, he had to celebrate a little arrogantly now that he had finally turned things around.
As soon as the match ended, Xing Mu hurried backstage, where a Korean girl had already been waiting for him.
"I'm not eating dinner with you guys today. I'm off."
Xing Mu took the girl's hand, waved at everyone with a carefree flourish, and left, unable to contain his happiness.
"This guy really values romance over friendship. He ditched us that decisively just because he found a girl." Wei Shen clicked his tongue.
Wang Duoyu couldn't help sighing enviously. "When will I finally have a girl to go to the movies with me?"
While the two were grumbling, they noticed that Jiang Siming had been spacing out the whole time.
"What's wrong, Brother Jiang?" Wang Duoyu asked.
Jiang Siming came back to himself and smiled. "It's nothing."
The reason he had been distracted was that he had seen the Korean girl beside Xing Mu and felt that something was off.
But Jiang Siming couldn't tell exactly what was wrong, so he could only say that it was nothing.
After all, his buddy had just found himself a girl. There was no reason to disturb them without any evidence. What if it wasn't what he thought? That would be awkward.
Thinking it over, Jiang Siming felt