Su Chen spent nearly two hours just to get through the entire Eastern art gallery, where he saw many precious Huaxia artifacts...
When he emerged from the gallery, Su Chen’s face was completely expressionless. Even Jiang Hui and the others following him could feel a distinct chill emanating from him.
After leaving the Louvre Palace, Su Chen headed straight for his car. He no longer had any desire to continue sightseeing.
"Let’s head back," Su Chen said from his seat in the car, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Yes, sir!"
When Su Chen returned to the manor, he was surprised to find that Sicong was also back.
He looked at Sicong, who was sitting on the sofa and staring blankly at the ceiling, and asked, "Hm? Weren’t you going to watch the tournament? How are you back so soon? Is the game over already?"
At the sound of Su Chen’s voice, a flicker of emotion finally entered Sicong’s vacant eyes.
He let out a long sigh.
With a bitter smile, Sicong said, "Heh... the LPL region suffered a crushing defeat. All three of our teams were knocked out in the first round. LGD, our top-seeded team, was hit especially hard. They were beaten so badly they completely lost their will to fight."
"IG lost, too?"
"Yeah." Sicong nodded silently. He never thought his "money-is-everything" strategy would fail so completely.
The memory of his club losing the elimination match left a sour taste in his mouth. He was in no mood to stick around after that, so he’d come straight back. Someone else could take care of the other club members.
"Don’t dwell on it. Winning and losing are just part of the competition. Besides, the gaming scene back home is only just starting to improve. A lot of kids with real talent are being held back by their families. Their skills just haven’t had a chance to be seen yet."
"What you need to do now is focus on making the e-sports industry bigger and stronger," Su Chen said, gently patting his shoulder. "Make everyone understand that competitive gaming isn’t just a frivolous hobby—it can be a real profession."
Sicong looked at Su Chen, taken aback. He’d never expected him to say something so insightful.
"You’re right. The e-sports industry is just getting started. A temporary loss will only make us try harder!" Sicong’s expression was now full of fighting spirit, as if he had just adopted the future of the e-sports industry as his life’s mission.
Sicong abruptly changed the subject, looking at Su Chen curiously. "Oh, right. Weren’t you going to explore Paris? You wanted to experience the charm of the ’City of Romance,’ didn’t you? How come you’re back so soon?"
"Don’t even get me started. I was fine until you brought it up, and now I’m just getting angry again!"
"’City of Romance’? More like the ’City of Filth,’ if you ask me. There are people taking a piss or a dump all over the streets. Every breath you take stinks of urine. Who could possibly be in the mood for sightseeing in a place like that?"
"Uh... really? This is Paris we’re talking about. It can’t be that dirty, can it?" It had been several years since Sicong’s last visit, and his memory of Paris was still that of the romantic city of old.



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