"...That's it for today's surprise livestream. See you the day after tomorrow for the match replay commentary."
Du Lingxuan quickly ended the stream, and only then did the elder sisters of the Rainy Night Club breathe a sigh of relief. They had been as ladylike as they could possibly be just now—so ladylike they barely seemed like themselves.
Jiang Han let out a breath and asked:
"Xuan Bao, give us your assessment. How's our group draw?"
"How is it?" Xuan Bao packed up her things while glancing at Jiang Han's eager face. "An absolute top draw."
"A top draw?" Jiang Han blinked.
Du Lingxuan gave her own interpretation:
"The only club on our level is the War Ghost Club—Dinesha's club. As everyone knows, the Ghost Witches are all scared of A Lin; she might wipe them all out by herself. Then there's the Wild Dog Club and the China-Japan-Korea-America Girls Club. Do you think they can fight? They'll be lucky just to make it through the qualifiers. The Squirrel Meeting House is an upgraded Girls Club, the Squirrel Society's team. The most beautiful women in the world—Catherine, Amelia, Lori, Lily, Mei Ying... As for Blind Treasure's lot and that other club, there's no need to mention them. They're all teams here at the level of a friendly match."
Good heavens, was this a guaranteed-advancement draw? Jiang Han was quite excited—getting good results counted as progress, and she desperately wanted to make progress—but she was also a little doubtful. She used a makeup-removing wipe to wipe away her vivid, blood-red lip makeup, then directly vaporized the wipe.
"I'm almost starting to suspect our draw was rigged."
She teased carefully, hoping to fish for some information.
Du Lingxuan casually took off her hat, sat leisurely on the sofa, and kicked off her