"Xu Ben, what's the matter? Why did you arrive so late?" At the competition area, a man wearing fancy-colored pants said while walking toward Xu Ben.
"Aren't I here now? K, do you see those idiots at the door?" Xu Ben said as he walked to his team.
The one who called K looked up and immediately saw the five people wearing their team shirts.
"So, we are up against them?" K questioned.
"Well, you don't need to sign up in advance anyway. Since you can compete as soon as you arrive, I guess that is so." Xu Ben laughed.
"Are they good? Do you know where they're from?" K asked.
"As good as my *ss! I don't even know which cyber café they are from. They think that getting team shirts from a small-time t-shirt maker will make them a team." Xu Ben replied.
"How would you know?" K continued.