Well, the suggestion was well received, but how they executed it was not Sheva's business. After all, he himself still had a tough matchup to deal with later, and while the boy was confident, he didn't want to be blindsided in this game.
'Aravindh Chithambaram, huh? Let's see how I should approach this game…'
A moment later, Sheva had already found himself sitting in the arena. The boy tried his best to deafen himself, trying to ignore all the commotion around him. Inwardly, though, he was grumbling at how quickly the news spread.
'The application submission to become a GM should be sent for the next month, right? How could they know about it already? Are they following the Indonesian news? If so, this is fucking ridiculous!' He grumbled under his breath.
