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Ye Fei had just come out of the restroom when he pushed open the door to the waiting room and went inside.

The few people who had been gathered at the entrance stepped aside when they saw him.

Ye Fei didn't pay attention and turned his gaze directly to the big screen, where he saw that Chu Liang was still fighting, and he was entangled with the monster "Living Mist" on the screen.

My health has dropped by half, and I only have three defensive cards and two low-quality offensive cards in my hand. The situation looks very bad.

Ye Fei frowned, found an empty seat, and turned to ask the person next to him, "What's going on? Didn't he finish fighting? Why is he still fighting?"

The man glanced at him and lowered his voice:

"It was that interviewer who accused him of cheating and demanded that he prove his innocence."

"He's currently playing the first level of A8 in single-player mode; he can leave once he clears it. But look—"

The man pointed to the screen:

"These seeds are too poisonous. I've already killed four small monsters at the very beginning, and the previous question mark was also a small monster, but there isn't a single campfire. My health is already low."

Ye Fei didn't say anything, but scratched his head and looked back at the big screen.

After a difficult battle against the monster, Chu Liang, with low health, entered the next room, which was also a mystery. He clicked on it, only to find himself back in a combat room.

The person next to him sighed:

"Another small monster spawned."

"This is the second question mark monster to spawn. Including the previous ones, he's already fought six monsters in a row, without even a single campfire in between."

"Didn't I choose the right route?" he thought to himself.

He wanted to see Chu Liang's map route selection, but before he could, Chu Liang had already entered the room and could no longer see the map. He could only watch Chu Liang finish this match first.

He then looked at Chu Liang's inventory of relics, where the ancient relic "Neo's Pain" appeared in the first slot.

Ye Fei frowned: "Neo's Wrath? How bad are the other two options?"

On the screen, Chu Liang's card-playing speed noticeably slowed down. He hesitated for a long time before playing each card, and the intervals between each round became longer and longer.

His deck still lacked defensive cards, containing only a few low-quality offensive cards: one "Forged in the Flames of War" and one "Refined Blade." He only ever used these few cards.

He didn't draw a defensive card this round. The monster's head was lit up with a high damage number. Chu Liang gritted his teeth and used his remaining health to take a hit.

His already meager health bar dropped even further.

Someone nearby whispered, "This is the second question mark monster to spawn. What kind of luck is this?"

Another person shook his head: "I think it's because the seeds are too bad. These seeds are deliberately designed to disgust people. There are so many problems, too few campfires, and the cards are terrible."

"Getting this far is already very impressive; anyone else would have died long ago. He's incredibly unlucky to have drawn this seed."

"Look at the cards we were dealt this time. We can't forge a sword, and we can't play anything else. How are we supposed to play?"

Ye Fei didn't reply. He tapped his fingers lightly on his knees, waiting for Chu Liang to finish his match.

Finally, the last monster fell. Chu Liang's health was down to just over twenty points, but the icon for the next room showed an elite monster.

A sigh rippled through the waiting room.

"Ugh, with this much health, we're doomed."

"There's nothing I can do. I've seen this map. No matter where you go, you'll be surrounded by two elites."

Some people shook their heads: "He has done his best. It's obvious that he has basically reached the optimal solution every step of the way. If he can't pass, it can only be a matter of luck."

Chu Liang opened the map, and the screen paused briefly for a few seconds before entering the elite level.

In those few seconds, Ye Fei's eyes swept across the map from beginning to end like an eagle's, memorizing several key points.

"Isn't this a guaranteed admission spot?" Ye Fei almost blurted out, thinking to himself.

Chu Liang took a deep breath and entered the elite room.

Four transparent eel-like monsters emerged from the deck, their bodies surrounded by flickering, faint electric light.

The Dark Harbor's elite force—'Ghost Eel'.

Upon seeing this, many people gasped. Someone immediately began to explain:

"Damn it, it's a ghost eel. Each eel will retract its head after being hit once. The Sword Forging School is most afraid of these."

"Another group of monsters. Why do I always run into groups of monsters when I play sword forging?"

Chu Liang felt a chill in his heart. He hadn't drawn a single good defensive card this time, only a few of the lowest quality sword-forging cards, making his offensive and defensive efficiency extremely low.

Ye Fei was too lazy to watch any longer. He knew the ending was already decided. He patted the person next to him on the shoulder and asked him:

"What will happen if he loses this round?"

"What will happen if I lose?" The man looked up and thought for a moment.

"If we lose, according to that interviewer, we'll either be blacklisted by the police or—"

"Go work for the Zixia Club for a year."

These words were spoken calmly, yet they struck Ye Fei like bullets. Ye Fei's pupils constricted sharply, and he was greatly alarmed:

"Work for a year?"

"Then his entire plan has fallen through?"

After only a few rounds, Chu Liang's health was almost depleted, and he became increasingly nervous about playing his cards, taking longer to think each round.

There were three eels in front of them, with a considerable amount of health, wriggling wildly.

Sweat was already beading on his forehead.

"No need to fight anymore!" Ye Fei suddenly stood up.

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This loud shout drew everyone's attention.

Young Master You was clearly startled. He stood up in a panic and looked over, only to find that it was a strange young man.

Ye Fei stepped onto the stage, facing the audience, as if announcing hope Yao's matter, his voice loud and clear:

"I was the one who made this person cheat. I connected him to the headset and told him how to operate it."

The scene fell silent for a moment.

This sudden turn of events left everyone bewildered and momentarily stunned.

Cheating? Instigation? Taking the blame?

Many people initially did not believe that Chu Liang had actually cheated, but was simply being framed.

Now, they can't tell whether this is true or false. If it is cheating, judging from his skill level, it doesn't seem like it.

If it wasn't cheating, why would this person deliberately slander him and then take the blame upon themselves?

Moreover, the person who could instruct this player to cheat and perform the same maneuver must be someone extraordinary, at least stronger than this chubby guy.

But if he has such ability, why doesn't he participate in the selection himself? Instead, he instigated this "stand-in" to cheat here?

You Shao stood up again. As he came to his senses, he saw a young man in a black coat with a calm expression but sharp eyes.

Ye Fei took another step forward and pointed at Chu Liang:

"That's right, I made him do it. Cheating was my idea, it has nothing to do with him."

"Stop him hitting me. If anything happens, come at me."

The waiting room erupted in chaos:

"What? Someone really gave him guidance?"

"Who is this person?"

"Is this some random bystander trying to take the blame? His friend? Or one of his fans?"

When Chu Liang heard the familiar voice, he turned around and saw that it was Ye Fei, the person he had been chatting with on the live stream. They had met before, and he recognized him at a glance.

He was equally puzzled, and a look of doubt appeared on his face. He was quite certain that his live stream connection had not been exposed, and even if it had, he would not have dragged Ye Fei down with him.

However, this person took the initiative to step forward, introduced himself, and then took all the blame upon himself. What was his intention?

You Shao stood aside without saying a word, thinking: I am still here, but this person suddenly walked up to the front and stopped me as soon as he said he didn't exist.

He was furious. His face darkened as he walked up to the front desk, his voice loud and clearly filled with anger.

"Who's causing trouble here?"

Ye Fei was about to speak when he was stopped by Ye Fei's finger:

"Who are you? Did I give you permission to speak?"

"I'm Chu Liang's friend," Ye Fei said calmly. "I'm here with him for the trial today."

Young Master You turned his head to the side, and his assistant immediately opened his tablet, swiped a few times on the screen, and whispered a few words in Young Master You's ear.

"This person is called Ye Fei, and he is one of the three people that Lao Zhou found to try out."

"He was just an observer; he was eliminated in the first round of interviews."

You Shao nodded, as if he had some secret leverage over him, and his eyes became even more contemptuous.

"Well, you're someone who played the observer game and was eliminated in the first round of interviews."

"Who gives you the right to speak here?"

Ye Fei ignored his sarcasm, his tone remaining calm, each word firm:

"I made myself very clear. I'm the one who made him cheat. If you have any questions, come at me."

You Shao laughed. In his eyes, it was just a passerby trying to put on a brave face.

"You made him cheat? That means you must be better than him?"

He looked Ye Fei up and down with an almost scrutinizing gaze, deliberately drawing out his words:

"You want to take the blame for him? Do you even have the right to do so? Do you even know what kind of blame he's taking?"

"A8! Have you ever played A8? Have you ever seen what A8 looks like?"

Everyone was stunned by those words.

A8 is the standard difficulty level for professional players; many people would never reach it in their entire lives unless they were trying out for a game.

However, Ye Fei's expression remained unchanged. After a few seconds, he casually uttered a few words:

"Is A8 difficult?"

The waiting room was noticeably quiet for a few seconds.

Young Master You's smile froze for a moment, but quickly returned. If this person wasn't capable, then he didn't need to worry; he could just drag both of them down with him.

He deliberately sighed, putting on a magnanimous air:

"Fine. Since you insist on taking the blame for him, I'll give you a chance."

"As long as you can help him win this battle, I will no longer pursue the matter of Chu Liang and will let him go."

"But what if you don't win—"

"You will be working with Chu Liang as sparring partners in Zixia for two years."

"Do you dare?"

Ye Fei shook his head, slowly walked to the front of the stage, and turned his back to the crowd.

"If I lose, Chu Liang and I will work for you for three or four years, it doesn't matter."

"And if I win—"

Ye Fei suddenly turned around, his eyes flashing with a fierce light:

"You have to tear up all of our agreements right here and now, and apologize to each and every one of us!"

"Do you dare?"