Hyeonu’s expression as he gazed at his laptop was very unusual. There was a strange heat in his eyes, and his face was full of a strange conflict. Hyeonu read his laptop screen for a while before shifting his gaze to Yeongchan, who was inhaling pretzels covered with Parmesan cheese.

“Hey!” Hyeonu called out to Yeongchan in a low voice.

Yeongchan was startled and hid the pretzels he was eating behind him. Then he replied, “What is it? Did you have something you want to say?"

Hyeonu was dumbfounded by Yeongchan’s actions.

‘Should I not say it?’ Hyeonu shook his head.

Yeongchan was still a friend. In addition, Yeongchan was the MC of Masked Fighting King, so it was Hyeonu’s duty to tell him.

“Nike Management is holding a party before the Arena Pro League starts. Do you want to go?” Hyeonu asked. 

This was what Hyeonu was reading on the screen with a serious expression. A party hosted by Nike—it was a popular event among Arena streamers. It was a party that only people who belonged to Nike Management or had a similar relationship could go to. The event was like a medieval social party....