The eSports King’s Crush

With that, Mo Bei released his wrist.

Shi Qian watched that aloof back view while gritting his teeth. Why had Mo Nan changed so much?

What exactly was going on with him?

Mo Bei, who had walked out of the washroom, dropped her eyes to look at her phone screen, where a light was blinking.

Her slender fingers tapped on the cell phone as she replied, "I'm not feeling very well. I will go back first. Help me apply for leave from Captain."

Not feeling well? Going back?

Panda was about to call back when he read those words.

Once he did, the media had already arrived and wanted to interview them.

Panda could only hang up the phone and send a text. "What's wrong? Did Chief give you his cold? Or was it something you ate today? I had an upset stomach too. Wait, apply for leave? Has it gotten that serious? Brother, are you okay? Do you need me to fly over to take care of you now? Don't stand on ceremony."

"No need." Mo Bei's reply was still very succinct. When she put her cell phone back into her pocket, her face was already pale to a certain extent.

She did not use the front door. After pulling her mask on, she walked out of the back door with her body slightly bent forward. She also ignored her phone's low battery. After heading out, she did not look at the fans still waiting outside. She just pulled off her jacket and flagged down a cab.

It would always be inconvenient if she wore her team uniform.

This way, even if she made an appearance, as long as she kept her head low, she could avoid being recognized.

After finishing his interview, Feng Nai looked for Mo Bei as soon as possible. Turning his head, he asked Panda, "Where is he?"

Panda was still waiting for his brother's reply. "Who?"

"Mo Nan." Feng Nai's gaze landed on him with a hint of coldness.

Panda then remembered that he had to give their Chief a response. "Mo Nan's not feeling well, so he left first. He told me to let you know that he wants to apply for leave. By looking at him, I think it's quite serious. Wasn't his countenance rather bad during the game?"

Feng Nai put a hand in his pocket and stopped pulling up his zipper. "He left in advance to go where?"

"I forgot to ask that, but he's probably gone to his own place. My brother, it seems like he really dislikes troubling others." Panda muttered to himself. "This is so unlike when he's competing and can be everywhere at the same time. Chief, do you think we've found a treasure? Initially, we only wanted to recruit a support. Who would've known that we'd get an all-rounded player? It's not even a problem for him to thrash two opponents alone. I reckon that Wang Xu had never been at such a disadvantage before."

Feng Nai looked over. "I know his capabilities very well."

No one other than Mo Bei could have done this.

However…

"You said he wanted to apply for leave?" Feng Nai recalled that person saying previously that he wanted to accompany his girlfriend.

Panda nodded. "Yeah, he wants to apply for leave."

Feng Nai said nothing. His handsome face, which turned around, could clearly be seen dulling.

Panda thought his Chief didn't want to let him apply for leave. "Chief, we don't have any games in the next few days. Let my brother get some rest. Worst-case scenario, I'll scrub the bathroom."

"You were the one scrubbing the bathroom in the first place." Feng Nai pulled the zipper right up to his chin. Was he so anxious to meet his girlfriend? Trouble Lin's Little Brother was really…

"Brother!" Before Feng Nai could pull himself out of a certain emotion, his thoughts were interrupted by a slightly cold and childish voice. "Where's Little Brother?"