The eSports King’s Crush

The assistant knew that things were going downhill once he heard that.

Their Young Master had agreed to do a proper live-stream. This couldn't have been what he planned to do right from the start, could it?

Someone said Feng Nai shouldn't make his fans look bad.

Feng Nai was nonchalant. "Is this about a person's face? Since when do you guys have to interfere when we compete to be happy?"

"Mo Nan, a person who relied on selling an image to get popular, is worthy of you doing this? I'm so speechless."

Feng Nai shot a look at the screen. "Just by selling an image, he can get the MVP title using a support? Then eSports players wouldn't have to train every day. We'd just have to play with fake images in front of you guys. Also, fans? You sure you guys are fans?"

"Is Almighty K taking my support little brother under his wing? That's wonderful!"

Feng Nai replied absentmindedly, "Which team member do I not protect?"

Panda, who had been listening the entire time, was speechless. Chief, don't you feel guilty saying this?

"How's the taste of the handmade sausages? Pretty good." Feng Nai didn't stop eating. "Am I angry? No, my assistant should be trembling in fear now. He has probably learned a lesson this time."

"What lesson? For example, don't make use of banning anyone from competing to make me live-stream." Feng Nai drank a mouthful of water.

The assistant covered his face. He no longer dared to look at the club manager sitting there.

The manager inhaled deeply, telling himself again to be a gentleman. "What is he doing?"

The assistant explained, "Young Master, he probably…"

"Probably just wants to defend Mo Nan!" The manager really had no way out, so his mood worsened. "He's too good at attracting criticism."

The assistant looked up at the sky. "As long as they can win competitions, it's okay. Young Master has always attracted criticism with his words."

The manager glanced at him. "Tell him to stop first."

The assistant wanted to cry. "Manager Liu, do you think I can tell Young Master what to do?"

The manager was left speechless.

The club was already at their wit's end.

Fortunately, the topic in the live-stream room changed.

Someone mentioned the matter of the top manager coming back, which had been continually discussed, and asked Feng Nai for his thoughts.

In the past, Feng Nai wouldn't have answered such a question. Even if the other party was creating hype, this had nothing to do with him. The most he could think was that this was boring.

However, it was quite different this time.

Trouble Lin's Little Brother seemed to be very mindful of it.

Feng Nai opened his mouth and leisurely commented, "I've never heard my Uncle mention that he wants to come back."

Uncle?

The live-stream room went silent for a second before comments began to flood in!

"Uncle?"

"Damn it, Uncle?"

"This… What did I just hear?"

It wasn't only the fans watching the live-stream.

Even at the base, Panda and Granny Gray's faces were filled with shock!

Panda even stopped eating his potato chips.

Chief… He, he still had this relation?

Meanwhile, Feng Nai was rather indifferent, as if he'd merely mentioned something very normal.

However, there was a change in Mo Bei's eyes.

He and Uncle Feng were relatives?

Indeed, they both had the surname Feng.

Previously, Yun Shen had said that Feng Nai had probed for information about her when she had been Bey. Had he asked Uncle Feng then?

Perhaps because she'd learned that they were related, for some reason, she felt warmth.

Mo Bei looked down while the corner of her lips moved up slightly, seeming to curve up for a moment.

When Feng Nai, who was live-streaming, caught this, his gaze froze and his heart tightened for some reason. He turned away and then turned back again after pausing for a moment. "Icy little brother over there, what are you smiling to yourself about?"