The eSports King’s Crush

Feng Nai stood there nonchalantly, his voice languid as he said, "Any questions of a higher technical quality?"

The interview was being conducted in a live-stream.

This answer made the comments fly across the screen. "My Almighty K is starting to get sarcastic again."

"Answer the questions properly. Really, my Almighty K is just so naughty!"

"The MVP title should have been Almighty K's, thank you."

The reporters, who seemed like they'd been prepared for the sarcasm, went on. "The reason we asked you this question is because we all saw earlier that, based on your entrance into team fights and number of kills, your brilliant handling was evident. Some fans watching the live-stream also said that the MVP of this match should have been you. After all, you were the one who dealt the damage. FromNorthToSouth merely followed you and stole the kills."

When Feng Nai heard that, his originally light-colored pupils didn't seem so absent-minded anymore. He looked over, his attitude the same as usual. "Ask your previous question again."

"What question? Ah!" The reporter realized what he meant but was still slightly doubtful. "Who do you think the MVP title of this match ought to belong to?"

Feng Nai's eyes looked at the camera. If one looked at his face up close, his good looks were even more obvious. "FromNorthToSouth."

The reporter paused, as the impact was really strong.

Feng Nai shifted his gaze. "You're not gonna ask why?"

The reporter let out another 'ah' sound. "Why?"

"It's so obvious. Do you still need me to go into the details?" Feng Nai spoke slowly. "Didn't you see that Ya Si's ADC was thrashed so hard by our support that he started questioning his will to live? Even the opposing assassin was slightly closed-off. He was restricted wherever he went."

The reporter was left speechless as he thought, "Weren't you the one who told me to ask why?"

"Also, stealing kills? Who said that?" Feng Nai seemed to chuckle for a moment. "The people who said this are probably mediocre at gaming. In the future, you should consider planting some crops and rearing some frogs. Don't come near competitive gaming anymore."

The fans who were mocked were speechless.

The reporter, who didn't want to let the scene get too cold, immediately said, "Perhaps everyone isn't a professional, which is why we couldn't tell. Judging by what Almighty K said, FromNorthToSouth must have played well."

Feng Nai responded with a question instead of answering. "Did you watch the match?"

The reporter faltered for a moment before he nodded and shook his head. "Not all of it."

"Then you surely didn't experience just how strong FromNorthToSouth's support performance was." At this point, Feng Nai placed his hands into his pockets and returned to his nonchalant attitude. "Precise orbwalks, perfect last hits, cooperation with damage dealers, especially during the last fight. He changed equipment at the last minute and flickered to block the damage for me. For this match, he deserves to take the MVP title."

Never mind the reporter. Even the people watching the live-stream had never seen Almighty K praise anyone like this.

The reporter finally found his voice again. "We rarely hear Almighty K praise anyone. This is a really refreshing change today."

"Did I praise him?" Feng Nai's voice was indifferent. "I just stated facts."

The reporter was speechless.

If this wasn't praising, what was?

When Mo Bei walked over, this was what she heard. She stood there gracefully and looked at the other person, who was like a superstar, while people clustered around him.

She truly had not expected that he would speak up for her.

Meanwhile, the reporter felt that this interview was totally unconventional. "Then, in your opinion, what kind of shortcomings does FromNorthToSouth have?"

"Him?" Feng Nai really appeared to think for a moment. "He cooks well, games pretty well, and is quite tidy too. It doesn't seem like he has any shortcomings. If I must name one, it's that he's too likable. It's a bit troublesome."

The fans were speechless.