Tomorrow's Venue Massacre
Xu Huo turned around. "Isn't giving it your all the best way to respect your opponent?"
The suit man still looked set to lose. From his confidence, it was clear he didn't lose often. When friends got together to play, they might not go easy on each other, but they probably wouldn't set traps for one another. So when he ran into traps, his much-prized skills had limited room to shine. His expression turned a little unpleasant; it was hard to tell whether he was embarrassed at the prospect of losing to a beginner or awkward because he realized his friends usually held back.
Two rounds later, the suit man conceded without hesitation. He even handed Xu Huo the item he'd lost, then said amiably, "I accept my loss completely. I never knew billiards could be played like that."
"My surname is Wei. I'm Wei Chengzhang. Since this is your first time in Zone 002, why don't we become friends?"
Xu Huo stuck with the name Xu Zhi as usual, then asked him and Wei Yu, "Are you brothers?"
"Cousins." Wei Chengzhang introduced the others. Wei Yu was his cousin. The player with a mole at the end of his eyebrow had come with another man they called Young Master Hong. One of them went by the codename Old Seven, while the mixed-race player He Ji was friends with Wei Yu.
Old Seven was the only B-class player among them, but both he and Wei Yu were Super Evolvers.
Judging by the people they had brought along, either the Wei family was nowhere near as powerful as the Dong family, or Wei Chengzhang and Young Master Hong weren't central figures in their families. Dong Jingxuan, for instance, had little to do with the family's core businesses, but