"Hey, you're such a lucky guy, aren't you?"
Ray heard someone calling him from behind. He turned to look at the young man who also just teleported out of the mini-game, just like him.
Ray had an indifferent expression, thinking what the man wanted from him.
However, the man couldn't stop saying, "You're such a lucky bastard!"
"How did you pull that off?" he said, confusing Ray more about what he was talking about.
Ray, on the other hand, finally decided to speak, or this guy might not stop yapping, "Sorry, but what are you even talking about?"
"Huh! Why are you making such a face? Aren't you the guy who was playing with that white-shirted old man?" he asked Ray, who shook his head but was still confused.
"I was, but what does that mean?" Ray asked.
The young man smirked, "Oh, so you're one of those who didn't know about the rich old guy."
