Chapter 45: A Twisted Game
Nelson Spenser stared at Herbert Bradley in disbelief, thinking he had misheard. He asked again, "You said you forgot the password to your account? Then hurry up and retrieve it!"
Herbert Bradley was seriously working out, not even giving Nelson Spenser a proper look as he replied, "What's the point of getting it back? There's no one in the entire server who can match me. It's lonely at the top; true masters are always lonely, do you understand?"
Sometimes, Nelson Spenser really wanted to strangle Herbert Bradley, like right now. Back then, when a few students from their year made this game and couldn't find an investor, it was Herbert Bradley with his keen eye who invested a sum of money, bringing the game to its current glory. He was the first player of *Swo
