The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 93: What’s With The Wounds On Your Faces?

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Just a while ago, Little Lin had wanted to leave to go see if his Little Brother had gone home.

He’d been to Little Brother’s house and still remembered part of the way.

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However, just as he was about to leave, the huge black van that often picked his brother up from his house drove over towards him.

The child very decisively reached out and flagged down the vehicle. He had just asked the assistant about his brother’s whereabouts when he saw the two people he’d wanted to see the most appear before his eyes.

Little Lin was overjoyed. He called out “Little Brother” while he ran in Mo Bei’s direction.

Mo Bei and Feng Nai wanted to avoid him, but it was too late.

Little Lin had already seen them and started dashing towards her like a little fire-wheel. They couldn’t hide even if they wanted to.

Mo Bei, who was afraid that he would fall, reached out to steady the child.

Little Lin currently looked lovable and adorable. His pair of big dark eyes were as bright and clear as gems. “Little Brother, where did you go? I’ve been looking for you for a long time.”

Mo Bei was just about to speak, when Little Lin’s brows furrowed like caterpillars. He looked at her and then looked at his brother.

Oh no. Mo Bei’s fingers stiffened. She already anticipated what he was about to say next.

“Hmm? Little Brother, what’s up with your face and my brother’s face?”

This question really hit the nail on the head.

Zhao Jianjian, who was right behind Little Lin but had not stopped him, started to raise his head to watch the sky once more, pretending that he did not exist. He really felt awkward for Brother Nan and Almighty K. Was hitting it off right away something that one could brag about?

These two people could have said anything, yet they had chosen to say that they had clicked immediately!

What did that mean?

It meant that they were on good terms!

The chiefs of No.1 Middle School and No.2 Middle School were on good terms… If this got out, who would believe it? Who?

However, Feng Nai was Feng Nai after all. He had been able to hold the title of the number one person in the eSports arena, which meant that not only were his skills really up to the mark, but his mentality was also much better than the average person’s.

His careless attitude and the black mask on his face really brought out his aura.

Thus, when he heard Little Lin’s questions, he did not have a big reaction. He just stood there with his handsome face turned and a hand in his pocket, as if the person who’d just fought with Mo Bei wasn’t him. He then bent down and lightly flicked Little Lin’s forehead as he commented lazily, “Small boy, why do you want to know so much?”

Little Lin stretched out two paws to protect his head as his big eyes narrowed. “Brother, you went to fight again, didn’t you?”

“Mm… I fought indeed.” Feng Nai straightened up. “Along with your Little Brother. We beat the opposite side to pieces.”

What opposite side?

Zhao Jianjian was dumbfounded upon hearing that.

The two chiefs had been fighting one-on-one against each other.

While Zhao Jianjian couldn’t understand the situation, Mo Bei had already calmly picked up where Feng Nai had left off. Her slender fingers even touched the scratches on her face while her voice remained as indifferent as ever. “These injuries were probably left by the other party. Your brother and I did not notice earlier.”

Upon hearing that, Zhao Jianjian swiftly turned his head and looked at Brother Nan’s handsome face.

He really had not expected that Brother Nan would actually be a skilled actor.

These injuries were probably left by the other party? Your brother and I did not notice earlier?

Absolute lies!

Those two would remember anyone who left injuries on their faces for a lifetime.

For more details, please refer to the first two fights.

Back then, Brother Nan had hit Almighty K, even though it had meant charging into the crowd.

What sort of feuds and grudges were these?

Subsequently, in order to catch Brother Nan, Almighty K had even started throwing things just so he could get Brother Nan off the wall.

He had basically corroborated what had often been said during the game: The team fight might have been lost, but Mo Nan had to die!

Why would these two people bury the hatchet so soon and go fight someone else?

They had supposedly been fighting together and the other party had left injuries on their faces? This was absolute bullsh*t.

Who else would dare raise a fist to them on No.1 Middle School and No.2 Middle School’s territories other than them?

However, it was evident that Little Lin did not have a deep understanding of such things.

Once he heard that his brother and Little Brother had gone to fight someone else together, he became oddly excited. “I see. No wonder my brother’s face is disfigured again. Little Brother, in the future, when my brother calls you to fight, you must protect him properly. He’s really lousy at fighting, but he always likes to go join in the fun. Recently, he ran into a cruel, merciless person that hit the corner of his lip. Even eating made him hurt…”

In the end, Little Lin sighed deeply like a small adult.

Mo Bei did not respond. She could not tell Little Lin that this cruel, merciless person was her.

Instead, Feng Nai shot a glance at Mo Bei.

Zhao Jianjian thought that he really looked as if he wanted to give Brother Nan a good thrashing.

He was right. How was it possible for Almighty K and Brother Nan to hit it off right from the start? Naive Little Lin must have misinterpreted his gaze.

Little Lin, who had yet to notice the subtle atmosphere amongst the people present, continued to complain. “My brother has been oddly moody during the past few days. Each time he looked in the mirror, I could see him smiling coldly. He was probably thinking of teaching that person a lesson. The one thing my brother can’t stand is other people putting a fist on his face. Little Brother, you don’t know how much my brother loves his face. Every night he will put… Mm… mm…”

Little Lin could not continue, as Feng Nai had knelt down and covered the child’s mouth. His voice spoke by his ear, still sounding very indifferent. “Trouble Lin, do you want to get KFC for this whole month? If the answer is yes, then stop talking.”

Upon hearing that, Little Lin immediately stretched out his short hands and gestured that he would shut up.

Feng Nai let go and placed a hand in his pocket.

As the number of students passing by gradually increased, Zhao Jianjian became aware of a problem and quietly leaned close to Brother Nan. “Brother Nan, shall we leave? If we continue standing like this, we might get surrounded by the students of No.1 Middle School. Most importantly, they might really think you’re on very good terms with Almighty K or that you want to make use of him for attention. Brother Nan, we’re from No.2 Middle School, and you’re the chief of No.2 Middle School. You can’t be good gay friends with the chief of No.1 Middle School. You ought to reconsider! Please reconsider!”

Although Mo Bei did not reply, she did not want to stand there either.

Even though the earlier incident couldn’t be considered a kiss at all in the strictest sense, Mo Bei had never been so intimate with anyone, so she was still somewhat affected.

After all, they both knew that they were considered an eyesore by each other.

She wanted to forget the scene in the back field as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, Little Lin suddenly spoke again…