Chapter 62

She knew exactly what Evelina was trying to do with those words - tarnish her reputation. But it suited Lemira just fine; she had no interest in getting tangled up with that privileged boy anyway. After finishing her piece, Lemira headed straight for school.

With her backpack on the back and her fair features expressionless, she exuded an aura of untouchable coolness.

The crowd, who were watching them, parted for her as if by magic.

After all, Lemira had made a name for herself with a mind-blowing twelve-hit combo. She was the e-sports community's latest darling, with many teams keeping a watchful eye, hoping to recruit her. But Lemira was a Langston, and out of respect for Alaric, no team dared poach her.

Her academic achievements soared as quickly as her gaming skills, making her the object of admiration for many.

After Lemira left, her classmates buzzed with discussions of her prowess.

Evelina bit her lip, looking at Dorian, her tone utterly soft, "You're Dorian, right? Lemmy can be a bit hard to handle. Don't take it to heart, okay?"