Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 1967

A notification popped up on Alex’s computer screen right then.

'Summer has invited you to join her team.'

Alex’s calm and sullen eyes instantly lit up.

He smiled and accepted the invitation, knowing that it was a nickname Xyla Quest recently started using.

It was etched in his heart.

At that moment, his teammates were all focused on their games without noticing this happening.

The matching process was completed speedily after Alex entered the game.

Their team members were all high-ranking players from the Korean server.

They became very excited when they saw Alex—

“Support, Jungler, both of you stay at the top lane to help Alex,” Momo wrote.

“Got it. As the Jungler, I will stay at the top lane and help Alex in every way I can!” Bao wrote.

“Alex, I’m playing Support. I’ll stay in the top lane too,” Lin wrote.

Meanwhile, Xyla immediately responded when she saw what they wrote—

“Jungler can stay at the top lane on his own. Support should come with me,” Summer wrote.

“Why? Can’t you see who is in the top lane? Who are you anyway?” Lin asked.

“…” Summer replied.

“Are you unhappy about this? Do you know who the Top Solo is? It's Alex!”

“…” Alex wrote.

“That’s right. Do you even deserve my help as your Support?” Lin asked.

“…” Summer wrote.

Xyla Quest didn't know how to respond suddenly. Were her abilities being questioned? What the hell?

“Perhaps you might think we’re being awful, but you should tolerate it. Alex is a god-like figure here. You should be on your knees,” Lin wrote.

She typed another comment, shaking her head helplessly. “Just play the way you normally would. You don’t have to keep the buffs for me intentionally. Whoever needs them can take them.”

“Yes, I agree with everything you said,” Lin wrote.

“Xyla, I’m a fan, and you're the woman I admire the most. You’re the kind of person I want to be,” Momo wrote.

“Thank you,” Summer replied.

“It’s getting late, won’t Stanley stop you from playing?” Bao asked.

“He won’t,” Summer said.

“You’re so lucky,” Bao wrote.

“Stanley is the kind of husband who would listen to whatever Xyla said. He’ll be fine as long as she is happy,” Momo wrote.

The game began as they talked, so Xyla shifted her attention to the game.

After buying her equipment, she fought against her foes in the bottom lane.