— It's a shame.

— It's possible.

— Because the match ended in a tie. It's like getting comforted for having more ball possessions in a soccer match...

Everything the normal-looking guy on the screen said sounded ridiculous.

"Kya, what a guy! What! A! Guy!" Ju-Hyeok laughed out loud while drinking his beer.

He happily made fun of Sang-Hyeon and rewatched the stream repeatedly.

It was rare to see Sang-Hyeon embarrassed, so Ju-Hyeok wouldn't let it go.

"Urgh."

Sang-Hyeon couldn't look at the screen and went on his phone. He turned around on the sofa, but could still hear it.

'How did I say all those things?'

Sang-Hyeon wasn't one to watch his words, but even he thought the Almond talking on-screen was a bit much. He seemed too serious and upset.

Even he couldn't understand why a newbie player felt so angry about tying with the world's greatest player.

"Damn, every single word you say is SOMETHING else! Huh? It sure is SOMETHING!"

Everything Sang-Hyeon said had been too much.

'I was too rattled up.'

Sang-Hyeon admitted that he overreacted upon hearing the words: a world record. He had overstepped as a new player, but he just wanted to beat JeonJaPa that badly.

Sang-Hyeon wasn't a thirty year old salaryman in that moment, but an eighteen year old archer aiming for the world...