The eSports King’s Crush

When Feng Nai heard this, he was just about to say something.

Instead, Mo Bei added very indifferently, "Hasn't Captain already found out why I was kicked out of the team?"

Surprisingly, just these couple of words actually gave Feng Nai an unspeakable feeling.

It was very evident that he simply felt somewhat uncomfortable deep down.

After all, back then, he had said, "We are not acquainted."

Despite how many questions Feng Nai had about his playing style, he did not voice them at this point.

"I hope I can stay in Dark Flares." Mo Bei glanced over. "And make it into the National Finals."

This way, all the people who called her brother a good-for-nothing would understand.

The good-for-nothing wasn't her brother, but the battle team that had abandoned him.

Mo Bei had watched those videos.

Precisely because she'd watched them, she understood how her brother had been betrayed.

Of course, people only looked at the results on the surface.

Her brother's stats hadn't been good, and his score had always been the worst.

Naturally, when they'd lost the competition, her brother had been forced to take responsibility.

People could not see.

In a disadvantageous situation, her brother had almost destroyed the opponent's crystal. If only his teammates could understand his intentions and hinder him properly instead of cowardly hiding at the base and not coming out.

As more people wouldn't choose to see, her brother had gone one against three and even killed an enemy.

Meanwhile, his teammates had gone four against two and only killed one enemy.

Those people had said that since Mo Nan was playing assassin, he ought to have the capability to carry four others.

Otherwise, why be a professional player?

After Mo Bei saw all those things, she only thought about her brother's injured hands and his overly-strained shoulder from long-term training.

Why be a professional player…

Because he deeply loved it. Even though he knew he would be mocked by tens of thousands of people, he still wanted to go on and win a world championship.

She would wait until her brother finished adjusting his condition and return.

Before that happened, she would also arrange some things properly.

She was playing support to show some people her worth.

Heroes never played a one-man game.

If one couldn't even play support well, one couldn't demand that an assassin carry four players alone.

Feng Nai did not know what Mo Bei was thinking. As he watched her aloof back view while she walked in front, it seemed like she was covered by a layer of untouchable cold air.

Trouble Lin's Little Brother was rather ambitious.

It seemed that the municipality competition was only a casual game.

Heh…

Let him have a good look then.

Other than his support, what else was worth his expectations this time?

"Chief, brother, I finally found you two." Panda strode over with big steps from the side and grabbed Mo Bei's hand. "Brother, let's do proper business. Later, remember that all of us are still single. Even if you display affection, watch your limits. If you go too far, I might sever ties with you because I'm too envious of you."

Mo Bei's face was aloof. "What display of affection are you talking about?"

"Okay, pretend. Go ahead and pretend with me," Panda sneered, his hand still holding on.

Feng Nai nonchalantly said, "Speak like a human."

Panda immediately felt his scalp go numb. "Mu Goddess is here. She's waiting right outside, holding a bouquet of flowers. She said Mo Nan won the first game, so as his fan and girlfriend, she wants to treat our battle team to a meal."

Feng Nai lifted a brow. "This is only the first game. Are you feeling very idle?"

Panda stiffened and coughed. "The second game's only tomorrow afternoon. We'll just have lunch today. It shouldn't affect anything, right?"

However, Mo Bei turned her face over then. "Where did you say she was?"