The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Chapter 12 Good Employee Mo Xiaoqian, is... is... on fire?!
Chen Guo was absolutely right. Ye Xiu and Mo Qian's names were consistently high on the rankings, but it was estimated that once they logged off to rest, they would be overtaken by the major guilds.
As for the reason, several people take turns logging in to level up and gain experience on the guild's accounts, and even get the first kill. If Ye Xiu and Mo Qian hadn't been lucky, how could they have gotten the first kill? Moreover, the value of the first kill is not as high as the dungeon clear record. If you really want to become famous, you still need the dungeon clear record. But generally speaking, the dungeon clear record is monopolized by the big guilds.

"Little Master—shouldn't you take a rest?"

After pouring Ye Xiu a glass of water, Chen Guo went to Area B to check if Mo Qian was dead. This was the "cheap mentor" Chen Guo had painstakingly found; she couldn't let him suddenly die in her internet cafe.

"Hmm? What's wrong, boss?"

Mo Qian took off his headphones, turned to Chen Guo, and asked,

"Um, is your copy alright?"

Mo Qian waved his hand dismissively and said:
"Hey! It's nothing, Old Ye is here to take care of things, boss. What's wrong? Is there a problem with the machine, or have some customers arrived?"

Even Chen Guo had to admire Mo Qian's dedication; where could you find such a good employee? However, looking at the dark circles under Mo Qian's eyes, Chen Guo still couldn't bear to send this handsome young man to the front desk to work right now.
"Your dark circles are really bad—maybe you should just go and rest."

Mo Qian's body isn't suited to staying up all night; a single all-nighter would leave him with dark circles under his eyes. Fortunately, however, Mo Qian has always had a strong ability to recover; he can basically be fully recharged after a good night's sleep.

"Okay, boss, I'll go rest after I finish this dungeon. Last night's shift was overseen by Lao Ye and me, so don't worry, no deadbeats will show up."

As they were talking, Mo Qian couldn't help but yawn. When Mo Qian turned around, he saw that Ye Xiu had already defeated the Spider Lord. "As expected of Old Ye!"
"Hey, hey, hey? Old Ye, Old Ye, put down that powerful spider silk, haven't you had enough already?"

Ye Xiu put the materials down somewhat embarrassedly. His hand had slipped, and he had instinctively stuffed all the materials into his pocket.

"Go get some sleep, Lao Ye, you can't hold on any longer, haha—"

Ye Xiu said with a look of disdain, "When did you become so unable to endure hardship? Are you getting weak?"

Actually, if Ye Xiu had wiped away the tears that welled up in his eyes from suppressing a yawn, his words would have been more convincing. Mo Qian seemed to be able to see Ye Xiu, and said:

"Are you trying to hold back a yawn again...? I knew it, Lao Ye."

"No...no, don't talk nonsense—"

"Alright, alright, you can endure it all, you're the only one in the world who can endure it all. Let's go, let's ask the boss to find us a place to sleep."

"Hehe!" Ye Xiu laughed like a child. No one knew the heartache Ye Xiu felt after handing over the account card. It wasn't so easy; it represented ten years of his life. But thankfully, what moved Ye Xiu most was that he was still there, Mo Qian was still there, and his brother Mo Qian, who had fought alongside him all along, was still by his side. The God of War and the Sword Immortal would have many more decades to come.

Ye Xiu and Mo Qian then removed their account cards and followed Chen Guo into a room that looked like a storage room. The room wasn't big, but it wasn't small either. There was a bed by the window, which looked like it could fit two people.

Chen Guo felt a little embarrassed, but this was the only room available at the moment.
"Um, I'm sorry, it's just...it's just..."

Before Chen Guo could finish speaking, Mo Qian and Ye Xiu said in unison:
"No! This is enough." They smiled at each other. Neither Ye Xiu nor Mo Qian cared too much about the quality of life. This kind of life was quite similar to their previous life. At first, Ye Xiu and Mo Qian's bed wasn't much smaller than this one.

"Wait! Old Ye, I want to sleep inside! Don't fight with your dad!"

"First come, first served!"

After saying that, Ye Xiu rushed out first, heading straight for the inside of the bed!

"Wow! Old Ye, you're despicable!"

Watching the two of them playfully bicker like children, Chen Guo couldn't help but laugh. "These two are quite interesting—" What Chen Guo didn't know was that the two interesting people she was talking about were actually the former ace players of Team Excellent Era, Battle God Ye Qiu and Sword Immortal Mo Qian.

In the end, Ye Xiu took the spot inside the bed, leaving Mo Qian to sleep on the outside. Sleeping on the outside might pose a risk of falling off, since the bed was really small. However, the two of them were not affected by the bed at all; they fell asleep almost immediately after getting into bed.

In his sleep, Mo Qian felt as if he was hugging something, something quite soft.

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When they got up, Ye Xiu and Mo Qian hugged each other as expected. Don't misunderstand, it's just brotherly affection. This wasn't the first time Ye Xiu and Mo Qian had slept together; they used to sleep together as a trio. But now, the person who excitedly told them about Glory was gone.

He got up, dressed, and then Mo Qian didn't hold back in criticizing Ye Xiu:

"Hey Lao Ye, can you please stop hugging me while you sleep? I'm your dad!"

Ye Xiu threw a smelly sock at Mo Qian's head and retorted without any politeness:

"That's because the blanket is too thin, okay? Can't you, a grown man, stop being so fussy?"

"You dare to launch a sneak attack! Old Ye, you've really gotten bold. Take this!"

The smelly socks were tossed around, and finally landed on—Chen Guo's head.

Wait, on Chen Guo's head?!
"Ye Xiu!!! Mo Qian!!!" Chen Guo, who had been ambushed by the smelly socks, didn't even call him "Little Master" this time. Instead, she shouted the names of both Ye Xiu and Mo Qian. Her "Lion's Roar" echoed throughout the internet cafe, and the people surfing the internet downstairs listened to the boss's shout with blank expressions.

"Fire...fire...fire?!"

The receptionist calmly collected the internet fees; she'd seen this all the time, as the boss yelled at her almost every day.

(End of this chapter)