At the same time, being forcibly kicked out of the opponent's range, the small map on the computer screen also disappeared, revealing the desktop and restoring a sense of calm.
Tyler Wood was dumbfounded, "This... he actually didn't track our location."
Aurora Blaine's hands were a bit stiff after maintaining such high typing speed just now.
Indeed.
In that situation just now, WD could have easily traced their IP address, but he didn't do it.
Too disdainful?
Well, that's fine too.
Aurora took a deep breath.
Two matches against WD and two losses in total.
How miserable.
"So, why did he give the second Miss a chance to intrude if he could have driven you away right from the start?" Dean Dawson, although not fully understanding, could deduce this much.
A moment ago, Aurora was just a minute or two away from finding out WD's detailed address.
Did WD enjoy playing so much that he put himself on the edge of exposure?
