After secretly resolving himself in his heart, Su Wenqi turned his attention back to the match livestream.
At this point, the guild league had already begun, and both sides had reached their designated positions. The match map was divided into top, middle, and bottom lanes, with three arrow towers in each lane that would deal heavy damage to opposing players.
The arrow towers could take attack skills from opponents and also receive healing skills from friendly players. A player could earn 500 points for destroying an arrow tower and 1 point for killing an opposing player, so which side had more arrow towers remaining at the end of the match had a higher probability of winning.
In the middle of the top, middle, and bottom lanes were resource supply points. The flag at these supply points would change color depending on which side had a larger number of players within a twenty-foot radius. Guarding the flag for five minutes would produce a divine machine mine from the supply point, and the divine machine mine would deal massive damage to the arrow towers.
At the thirty-minute, one-hour, and one-and-a-half-hour marks of the match, bosses would refresh in the center of the map, and the guild that dealt the most damage upon slaying the boss would obtain various buff effects.
The guild they were battling this time was the eighth-ranked [First Lights of Evening], and since there was no great pressure, Xianyun did not have the guild members consume those gold-quality snacks made by Su Wenqi.
Regarding how they managed to draw the eighth-ranked guild, Su Wenqi actually played a part. Three days ago, when the guild masters of various guilds drew lots to decide their first-round opponents, Xianyun had clung to Su Wenqi and hugged him for four or five minutes, claiming he was rubbing off on his good luck.
Guild [Chun’ai Xiaomao]: Hey, I wonder if we’ll draw [Clear Wind and Bright Moon] in first place or [Cherish the Past] in second place this time. The guild master’s luck is really nothing to write home about.
Guild [Xiyang Xie]: Who is saying otherwise, sigh.
Guild [Su Qingqing]: Emmm, I have an idea, and I am not sure whether I should share it or not.
Guild [Feng Qian]: Qingqing, tell us! As long as we can get rid of my older brother’s stinky luck, anything goes!
Guild [Su Qingqing]: Spring Day’s luck is so good, let the guild master rub off on his good luck, maybe we won’t draw [Clear Wind and Bright Moon] and [Cherish the Past].
Guild [Feng Qian]: Brilliant! [Xianyun] Big Brother, hurry up and come out, go find Spring Day and rub off on some European luck!
Guild [Xianyun]: Do you guys despise me this much?
Guild [Feng Qian]: Heh, well, what else?
Guild [Xianyun]: [Charcoal of a Spring Day] Spring Day, hurry out and help me judge this. Is there anyone else who despises people like them?
Guild [Charcoal of a Spring Day]: I feel like you guys shouldn’t place too high of expectations on me.
Guild [Chun’ai Xiaomao]: Wuwuwu, I really don’t want to fight the first and second-place guilds in the very first round every single time, wuwuwuwu., it’s so tiring.
Guild [Eat Eight Meals a Day]: Me too… Spring Day, let the guild master try. If it doesn’t work, it’s still the guild master’s fault!
Guild [Eat Eight Meals a Day]: Do you have the heart to let us draw the first and second-place guilds? (Pulling out a handkerchief to wipe away tears)
Guild [Xiyang Xie]: (Pulling out a handkerchief to wipe away tears)
Guild [Su Qingqing]: (Pulling out a handkerchief to wipe away tears)
Guild [Feng Qian]: (Pulling out a handkerchief to wipe away tears)
Guild [Xianyun]: (Pulling out a handkerchief to wipe away tears)
Seeing this situation, Su Wenqi could neither laugh nor cry. Figuring that it would be fine if his good luck could help them draw a lower-ranked guild, he agreed.
Guild [Charcoal of a Spring Day]: Then, let’s give it a try?
Guild [Chun’ai Xiaomao]: Awesome! Guild Master, hurry up and find Big Shot Spring Day!
Guild [Xianyun]: Alright! I am coming!
“How are you going to rub off on my good luck? Is it like last time?!” Su Wenqi and Xianyun were both sitting in the pavilion of the homestead drinking tea and eating pastries. Just as he was asking the other person how he intended to rub off on his good luck, Xianyun pulled him into an embrace.
Su Wenqi’s pupils abruptly constricted, as he was still somewhat unaccustomed to being this close to someone, and he began pushing against the other person with his hands.
“Don’t move, what if I don’t rub off on your good luck and end up drawing a top three guild instead?” Sensing Spring Day’s intention to push him away, Wen Shaochuan immediately spoke up and used this reason to stall him.
Harboring his own concerns, Su Wenqi lowered his hands. Since the other person was already holding him, what else could he do?
“Are you done yet?” He felt as though it had already been two or three minutes. Last time, it was just a simple embrace, but now, the other person rested his chin on top of his head, and he could feel the other person holding him tighter and tighter, to the point where he could clearly hear the sound of his heartbeat.
Hearing no response from the other person, Su Wenqi urged him once more. He gave a light cough, “It’s almost five minutes, just a little longer.”
Left with no other choice, Su Wenqi could only allow the other person to hold him. The world grew extremely quiet, leaving only the sound of the other person’s heartbeat.
It felt as though a century had passed before Wen Shaochuan finally let go of him. Although Wen Shaochuan had looked completely calm while holding him, after releasing each other and locking eyes, both of them instinctively averted their gaze.
“Cough… Time is almost up, Big Shot Spring Day, bless us to draw a good matchup.” Wen Shaochuan took the initiative to break the silence and speak to him, and Su Wenqi let out a couple of affirmative hums in response.
At exactly eight o’clock in the evening, the drawing event began.
Wen Shaochuan took a deep breath and clicked without any hesitation.
After clicking, he didn’t dare to open his eyes for a long while, until Su Wenqi couldn’t stand it anymore and tugged at his sleeve, telling him to open his eyes.
True to form, Su Wenqi did not disappoint them, and the guild they were matched against this time was the eighth-ranked [First Lights of Evening].
Guild [Feng Qian]: Spring Day is awesome!!
Guild [Chun’ai Xiaomao]: Too great, it’s finally not those two guilds!!
Guild [Eat Eight Meals a Day]: Everyone stand up! Give applause to our lucky star!
They had originally held no hope, but they never expected their luck to actually turn around!
Guild [Feng Qian]: Spring Day, I will make the executive decision on behalf of my mom and dad to gift my older brother to you. Please make sure his luck in the game is always this good!
Guild [Su Qingqing]: Wow~ get together, get together!
Guild [Eat Eight Meals a Day]: We brought our own dowry, please accept him, Big Shot Spring Day, even if you make him your kept concubine!
Guild [Xianyun]: You guys just sold me off like that?
Guild [Feng Qian]: Big Brother, you are such an unlucky African chieftain, we had to attach a dowry just to manage to ship you off, be grateful that someone wants you at all.
Guild [Xianyun]: That’s fair. [Charcoal of a Spring Day] Big shot, please take me in~
Guild [Charcoal of a Spring Day]: You guys have had enough.
Guild [Su Qingqing]: Big shot, just take him in!
Guild [Xiyang Xie]: Big shot, just take him in!
Guild [Xianyun]: Big shot, just take him in!
Guild [Charcoal of a Spring Day]: Fine, fine, fine. Have you finished chopping the meat I told you to chop, [Xianyun]?
Guild [Xianyun]: You got it, chopping right now!
In the past, Su Wenqi would have just smiled and brushed off everyone’s teasing, but right now, the two of them had just been in that subtle, ambiguous atmosphere, which stirred up a trace of bashfulness and happiness in his heart.
Bringing his thoughts back to the present, he looked at the composed and steady man on the screen, who was nothing like the unreliable, joking persona he showed after they became familiar. They always said that a man looked his most handsome when he was focused, and Su Wenqi had to admit that this statement was truly correct right now.
What was Wen Shaochuan thinking about at this moment? He was wondering whether everyone had noticed the couple’s outfits that he and Spring Day were wearing. These two cosmetic sets were rewards given by an NPC after he completed a high-difficulty quest, and there were only two sets in the entire game.
Back then, even when Feng Qian fussed and demanded the other set, he refused to hand it over, but now it could finally be put to good use.
The origin of this matching outfit was also exposed by Su Qingqing, who was standing beside him. In the end, she leaned in close to Su Wenqi’s ear and whispered, “The quest the guild master completed was a couple’s quest, and when the NPC rewarded him back then, he explicitly stated that these were couple’s outfits meant to be given to someone special.”
In an instant, Su Wenqi’s heart raced wildly, and he stammered in response, “Maybe… maybe he gave out the wrong one.”
Su Qingqing rolled her eyes behind his back. How could it possibly be the wrong one? The guild master treasured that set of clothes like a precious baby and didn’t even wear it often, yet this time he actually wore it out to the guild league and even tricked Big Shot Spring Day into putting it on as well. He must have planned to wear couple’s outfits with him all along. Bah! Such a scheming man.
Even though she was complaining in her heart, for the sake of the guild master’s romance, she still had to offer plenty of praise!
And so, throughout the duration of watching the match, Su Wenqi listened to a whole basketful of nice things said about Xianyun. Furthermore, Su Qingqing’s eloquence was genuinely top-notch, as her praises for him never even repeated.
“Although our guild master lacks good luck, he is hardworking. Every time, he gathers enough stones to refine his gear, and it’s guaranteed to succeed. Even though he can act childish at times, for the most part, he is quite a mature and steady person. He is really a very good guy!” Su Qingqing was putting all her effort into selling her guild master.
“Mhm, he is indeed a good person.” Su Wenqi expressed his agreement with her praise, unaware that the moment Su Qingqing heard this sentence, her entire world collapsed.
Private Chat [Xiyang Xie]: How is it, how is it? Is there hope?
Private Chat [Su Qingqing]: o(╥﹏╥)o
Private Chat [Xiyang Xie]: ? What do you mean by that?
Private Chat [Su Qingqing]: Wuwuwu, Big Shot Spring Day just handed the guild master a nice-guy card.
Private Chat [Xiyang Xie]: No way, I thought Spring Day definitely had those kinds of feelings for the guild master too.
Private Chat [Su Qingqing]: Let me probe his stance a bit more!
Private Chat [Xiyang Xie]: Good luck!
Su Qingqing and Xiyang Xie were a pair of good girlfriends who loved eating melons and shipping couples. The two of them had taken note of Su Wenqi ever since he joined the guild, considering the guild master had never welcomed newcomers in the guild channel before, as that chore was usually handled by Deputy Guild Master Feng Qian and the other vice masters.
Yet the moment Su Wenqi entered the guild, the guild master popped out to welcome him personally, and later on even took him along to fight monsters and level up. No newcomer had ever received such treatment before, which only made them even more curious.
Later on, they pried from Feng Qian that he and Xianyun were living together. Even though members rarely rested or slept in their homesteads, the term “living together” was still extremely ambiguous.
Therefore, the two of them frequently and secretly observed the interaction dynamic between the two, ultimately arriving at a conclusion: both of them definitely harbored feelings for each other, but neither had broken the ice yet.
However, judging by the guild master’s look of showing off his couple’s outfit today, he was probably about to puncture that window paper, so they decided to secretly provide some assists, never expecting to draw a nice-guy card instead, which left them rather panicked.
After replying to her girlfriend’s message, Su Qingqing turned her head to look at Su Wenqi and saw that he had opened a small picture-in-picture livestream right in front of him, locking his view onto the guild master’s perspective as he watched every move Xianyun made with rapt attention.
Thus, she quietly leaned in close to his ear and asked with an ethereal tone, “Spring Day, do you like the guild master?”
“I like him.” Su Wenqi had already asked himself this question many times in the depths of his heart, and ultimately arrived at this answer.
The sudden question made him think he was just asking himself in his thoughts, so he answered without the slightest hesitation.