Frost [BL]

Xiao Yi had a habit of forgetting to close the curtains in his room, so as the sun rose, its beams landed directly on his face. However, unlike normal people who would wake up to the bright light in their eyes or warmth on their face and move, he simply continued lying there.

Going to sleep early enough and still getting eight hours of sleep before waking up to the sun rising was something completely alien to Xiao Yi. However, here he was, lost in his thoughts and basking in the sun as he heard people begin to wake up from the living room.

He listened to someone shuffling around, attempting to stealthily walk through the maze of men still sleeping in the living room, and finally, he heard someone yell. "Ouch! Are you trying to make me go bald?"

"Sorry, sorry. Be quiet, everyone's trying to sleep."

Xiao Yi chuckled and finally rolled over to grab his phone off of the wireless charger on his nightstand.

Previously, he could go days without charging his phone. However, since meeting Nightmare, he has been able to go for a day and a half at most.

He checked his messages.

[Nightmare]: You want to meet me?

Xiao Yi stared at his phone with a blank expression. Did he want to meet him? He had jokingly told Nightmare about that bit of his conversation with Chen Qiang, saying. "My friend wants to meet you in person before I have."

Being asked so directly, Xiao Yi sighed.

[Sleepy]: I have something to say.

He received an immediate response.

[Nightmare]: What is it?

[Sleepy]: I don't have a great reputation in the industry, if you're trying to make it in the industry then you should avoid me. I can't back you.

He closed his eyes and leaned back on the bed, throwing his phone next to the pillow. Although his reputation had gotten better, it didn't mean it was great, either. He also had no plans on repairing it.

His announcements and identity reveal had taken the industry by storm, with many siding with him, and many siding with the previous Team X who had still been betrayed nonetheless, and some sided with filial piety despite his parent's actions. A few large news networks even accused him of faking the video.

It was the same as his friendships, which would take equal effort from both sides to rectify, but he was interested in working on it.

If a new esports player was seen hanging out with the big bad Frost of the previous Team X, some fans would definitely take their anger out on that little player since they can't get to him anymore.

He's even seen it in Xiao Qiu's chat since his identity was exposed.

They could only be thankful that most of Xiao Qiu's fans had been conditioned to adore Xiao Yi throughout the years and they stood firm in defending against the hate raids.

He wasn't sure what he was expecting when he sent that message, but when the ethereal sound of a flute played on his phone, he slowly picked it up and flipped it over.

[Nightmare]: I don't care.

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrow. He didn't care?

The flute played again.

[Nightmare]: I can back myself, it's not like I have a great reputation of a virtuous Buddha to uphold either.

Xiao Yi put his phone down and turned, his face pressing into the pillow. As he turned, a beaming smile appeared on his face.

He definitely wasn't expecting this response, however, he should have known by now not to be surprised by this person's attitude. He once watched him go off in World Chat in the game due to his old guild sending some more assassins after him, calling them low-class vouchers who couldn't deal with the fact they lost their strongest player.

"Who's going to carry you now? Oh, that's right, the guy who can't even kill one boss on his own?"

"Are you so cheap that you can only afford low-level assassins? At least put in some effort to kill me, this is embarrassing."

"You're worse than trash that can't be thrown out."

"If I had your skills, I'd just quit. It's too embarrassing."

"Breaking News: A guild leader goes broke hiring low-level assassins because his ego got hurt."

Just as he was about to kick his feet up in laughter, Xiao Qiu's voice echoed throughout the apartment. "What the hell are you dumb asses doing here? Where's my couch? Who's this? What the fuck?"