"If there were a god of bathing, you'd absolutely deserve the title."
The Gardener looked at Mitifon helplessly.
"Do you have anything else to say, Titan of Bathing?"
"You're desecrating the law!" Mitifon protested indignantly.
"The citizens of Okhema have the legitimate right to soak in baths. That's even recorded in the introduction to the Cloud Stone Celestial Palace."
"Besides, I'm the team's manager. Is it their place to tell me what to do?"
"If these things weren't so inefficient at their jobs, would I have lost? The Chimeras assigned by the Garden are the problem, okay?"
"If you're bad at it, practice more." The Gardener looked at Yan Huan.
"Only three little Chimeras in Lord Yan Huan's team are working, while your team has nine."
"Even so, your team's ranking has become precarious. If you don't do something soon, you'll be facing disbandment."
"Get the fine ready in advance."
Meanwhile, the manager Chimera standing beside Yan Huan said seriously:
"I told you long ago that the team he managed would definitely defeat yours. I won't accept your invitation. Please leave."
Mitifon flew into a rage:
"Isn't it just a Chimera? It's not like I care! I quit. I'm not playing anymore. You can compete amongst yourselves!"
The Gardener looked at him blandly. "If you wish to unilaterally revoke your management authority, please come with me and pay the corresponding fine."
Seeing Mitifon led away by the Gardener, Yan Huan immediately panicked as well.
"What? Disbanding a team requires paying a fine?"
"Damn, no wonder that previous manager told me to prepare for bankruptcy."
He slowly turned to look at the manager Chimera beside him.
There was actually something Yan Huan had always found strange: the manager acted far too maturely.
Over this period, he had looked over many teams