I Confess: I'm a Professional Gamer

Wei Ming looked at the young man before him, once hailed as a genius three years ago, and gave a bitter laugh. "What are you going to do now?"

"Hmm... I'll take things as they come."

"That's really irresponsible. If you leave, then we'll truly go our separate ways."

"Separate ways?" The young man turned to look at his closest friend. "Whether we go our separate ways or not, what difference does it make to us now?"

"...If you had the chance, would you keep going?"

"..."

He gave a bitter smile. "I understand."

Three years later...

"Wei Ming, you were right. I don't want to lose."