Qiao Jing had been engrossed in her game when she heard the manager's words, and only then did she look up at him.
"Sorry, I'm not interested in pursuing this area, I'm just playing casually."
Old Wang, seeing Qiao Jing playing the game while talking, sneaked a glance at the screen, praying:
Talking while playing, multitasking, would definitely cost them kills.
That way, he might not have to perform the handstand shampooing.
However, when he saw Qiao Jing's still smooth movements and the kills she harvested even as she spoke, he was even more dumbfounded.
He had glanced at Qiao Jing while playing his game just a moment ago and had been killed outright in the game.
Now not only had Qiao Jing glanced at the manager and responded to him, but she hadn't died and had even taken enemy lives.
Now he had to admit, Qiao Jing was indeed incredible at gaming, her skills several times better than his, and she legitimately had the right to say he was bad at the game.
