Fate

Xia Luyan, the mid laner of Team HY, made a sudden exit. Now, a week has passed, and Team HY still hasn't found a suitable replacement for the mid lane. With just one month left until the KPL International League, the question looms: Could this be the end of the road for HY?

Everyone is eagerly anticipating the next chapter in the saga of this exceptional team. Stay tuned for updates as Guangqiao Entertainment follows the story.

As the message ended...

The car's interior fell into a sudden hush, contrasting with the noisy world outside. The black van was parked by the side of the road, and inside, an eerie stillness prevailed.

There were only two occupants in the vehicle: the driver behind the wheel and a man in the back seat, who had kept his eyes shut from the start.

His facial features were exquisitely chiseled, his skin porcelain-smooth, the envy of even women. The aura he exuded was regal, as though he were born to rule.

The driver put down his iPad, let out a deep sigh, and glanced at the man through the rearview mirror. "Yanze, the news has already spread. We need to act fast. Without a suitable mid laner, we might get disqualified from the KPL."

KPL, short for the King's Glory Professional League, stood as the most prestigious professional esports event, a dream for all Glory of Kings players.

Qualifying for this competition was no small feat. Teams engaged in fierce battles across four regions, undergoing rigorous selection to earn their place in this event.

The HY team had emerged as a dark horse in the first half of the year. Comprising college students, they made a name for themselves, securing a spot in the competition with stellar results. The team's members were massively popular in Jonah City, rivaling the fame of A-list celebrities.

However, their world took a nosedive when Xia Luyan, HY's mid laner and the only female player, suddenly left the team.

The news exploded, catching the attention of KPL. While the league hadn't acted yet, it was clear that without a suitable replacement, HY's qualification hung in the balance.

The HY team was standing at the precipice of a storm.

And the man known as Yanze, the captain of HY, Han Yanze, widely acknowledged as the strongest jungler, found himself at the center of this maelstrom.

At the sound of the driver's voice, Han Yanze finally opened his eyes. His ink-black eyes revealed no emotion, and his thin lips parted slightly as he spoke in a low, indifferent tone, "Let fate take its course."

The driver was taken aback, coughing as he thought he'd misheard. "What?"

As HY's dedicated driver and assistant, he knew that Han Yanze's temperament could be unpredictable, but to remain so composed during this critical moment seemed almost surreal.

"When fate arrives, it will come naturally," Han Yanze replied, gazing out the window with an air of detachment. But then, something caught his eye, and he suddenly froze.

Beneath the scorching sun, a young boy dressed as a magician beamed brightly. The brilliant sunlight cast a shimmering halo on his face, and his crescent-shaped eyes sparkled, like stars dancing on a sea of dreams, impossible to look away from.

The car window glided down, revealing Han Yanze's striking face, his ink-black eyes riveted on the figure just beyond the window.

Eventually, a small smile curved his lips, and he uttered a few words in a soft tone, "It seems fate has arrived."