Compared with the tension Ning Zhehan and Yue Wenle felt, Chen Feng, a bystander watching the game, was even more nervous.

Brother Tang had finally taken up his coaching position. He looked at Lu Feng’s top lane and was left breathless. “He’s really strong.”

Chen Feng: “Mm.”

There was no doubting Close’s personal strength. The two-month breath may have left him with a bit of unfamiliarity with the game, but this unfamiliarity was really something that could only be felt at the level of the Team of Gods. For this kind of ordinary game, as long as the game system and professional talents didn’t undergo any major adjustments, his strength would not be shaken at all.

Strong was strong. Even if it was weakened by 20%, it would be unattainable for regular players.

What Chen Feng was more concerned about was… coordination.

Putting Close on the top lane might have been the most correct choice for FTW this year.

At one time, everyone had thought that Close was the best fit for the jungler position. He was a natural jungler king, especially with the shadow thief, which had basically been plastered with Close’s label and had held him up high on the jungler pedestal, pushing him to become more and more like a god.

However, it was an indisputable fact that the FTW team hadn’t been doing well.

What fans could see was the dazzling, brilliant Close, the shadow thief whose plays went all the way up to heaven but couldn’t win, and the grievance of Close being dragged down by his teammates.

Was that really the case?

Had Close really not done anything wrong?

In fact, there was some truth in the haters’ words.

Lack of coordination was a very serious problem.

Even if he was number one in the world, he couldn’t fight one against nine.

The team competition was about the team, not about Close himself.

Unfortunately, no one dared to mention it, and even Chen Feng didn’t dare to say anything.

Firstly, Close really hadn’t done anything wrong; secondly, Close was FTW’s soul, and losing him would be an even more unimaginable scenario.

Fortunately, Close was more sober and aware than anyone else.

He’d never thought that the team’s poor performance was unrelated to him, and he’d never thought that personal strength was something that should be shown off, and he’d never thought of blaming his teammates.

He knew exactly where the roots of the problem were.

––You’re not suited to being a team competition player.

Lu Feng remembered the words that Yan Jiang had spoken to him three years ago very clearly.

“Captain?”

This clear voice brought Lu Feng back from his thoughts.

Lu Feng turned his head and saw a pair of clean eyes that were full of warmth.

The corners of his mouth were still taut, but his voice was much lighter. “Mm.”

Wei Xiao: “Again?”

Lu Feng: “Continue.”

He wasn’t suited for team games, not suited for the jungler position, and not suited for getting along with people.

But he’d met Wei Xiao.

The unique and irreplaceable Wei Xiao.

The night of training finally ended. Close used his strength to show everyone what it meant to be filled with murderous intent.

At first, Wei Xiao still wanted to coax him. Later…

Freedom!

Happiness!

Comfort!

There were clearly three roads in the canyon, but he didn’t need to worry about the top lane at all. He only needed to focus on the lower two lanes.

This sense of security akin to the comfort of leaning back against a big tree, this kind of feeling where he could trust his back to someone else completely was too satisfying.

Wei Xiao loved this feeling to death.

At eleven o’clock in the evening, Chen Feng stopped their queueing and gave instructions for their schedule for tomorrow before letting them do their own thing.

Xiang Liu came to look for Lu Feng. It seemed that there was something he had to deal with.

Wei Xiao had originally wanted to go out, but he stopped and stayed in the training room.

Ah…

It was lonely inside the empty boudoir. He might as well abuse some cubs.

Who should he abuse?

Little Ning’s back tensed up.

Wei Xiao: “Solo?”

Ning Zhehan: “… Brother Xiao.”

Although he didn’t know how he’d offended him, Little Ning’s self-preservation radar was filling his mind with ‘danger ahead’ signs.

Wei Xiao smiled superficially.

Ning Zhehan gritted his teeth and said, “Can we not use the shadow thief?”

Wei Xiao: “Okay.”

And then……

Ning Zhehan was abused by the immortal warlock.

Why QwQ.

Why was it the immortal warlock QwQ.

It would’ve been better to be smeared into the ground by the shadow thief instead QwQ.

Although Glory had launched the big brawl mode, it hadn’t removed the previous solo mode.

It was just that it was now a lot simpler. There was no need to push the towers any more, and players would already be in full gear when they entered the arena. They could fight as soon as they met.

There was no need to farm, no farm calculations, just plays and amazing operations.

In reality, this game mode was a bit monotonous, but it was also more straightforward.

Before, each game still took around 20 minutes. Now…

In 20 minutes, Wei Xiao screwed Ning Zhehan 10 times.

Oh, he screwed him to death 10 times.

Um… it seemed that something still wasn’t right.

After getting revenge, Wei Xiao couldn’t make himself stay in the training room any more. He sent a message to Lu Feng, “Captain~”

Lu Feng: “Come up.”

Wei Xiao’s eyes lit up. “Back to the room? I’m going up now!”

Lu Feng: “Office.”

Wei Xiao felt a sense of loss, but he blinked again quickly. “You’re alone?”

Lu Feng: “Yes.”

Wei Xiao didn’t reply to him and directly snuck away to go upstairs.

The training room was on the second floor, and the office area was on the fourth floor.

When Wei Xiao went past the third floor, he ran into Bai Cai.

Brother Cai, who’d just pushed open his door: “…..”

Wei Xiao quickly entrusted him with a task. “Brother Soy will sleep with you tonight.”

Bai Cai’s lips twitched. “You…”

Wei Xiao shot him a look. “You’re a good brother~!”

Brother Cai almost threw up. “Get lost!”

Damn it, he was really inhuman. They’d just spent three days and three nights stuck together, but he still had to go and pester the captain now?

How should he say it?

Was it that Little Beast Wei was naturally talented or that the great demon king hadn’t fed him well enough?

Brother Cai thought about the captain’s physique that wasn’t short on breath even after running five kilometers…

Okay then, Little Lunatic Wei wasn’t human!

Wei Xiao was slightly delayed, but when he arrived at the office, he found that Lu Feng had left the door open for him.

He peeked in, then slipped in and found that Lu Feng was on the phone.

It was already midnight. Who would call the captain so late?

Wei Xiao kept his movements light, afraid of disturbing Lu Feng.

The lighting in the office was very bright. Lu Feng stood by the window, and it was dark outside. He held a cell phone in one hand, and his jaw was a little tense, making his angular face even more prominent, outlined by the night.

He stood with his back to the light, and half of his face was in the dark. His eyelashes were coated with light, draping shadows beneath his eyes.

Wei Xiao stopped his steps and didn’t dare to go over.

For some reason, the current Lu Feng made him feel a bit like they were strangers.

Lu Feng’s voice was very cold. It wasn’t the usual coldness where he restrained his emotions, but a coldness used to suppress something. It was so cold that it made him feel heartache.

“Four seasons.”

“I know.”

“No.”

“Mm.”

Wei Xiao didn’t know who he was calling, and he didn’t know what they were talking about. He just knew that Lu Feng was in a bad mood.

It wasn’t the same kind of bad mood as the training room. He was really in a terrible mood.

Lu Feng hung up the phone and noticed Wei Xiao standing by the door in a daze.

Wei Xiao came back to his senses and came over, asking, “What’s the matter?”

Lu Feng’s thoughts were scattered for a moment, but he soon put away the cold feeling, holding him by the wrist. “It’s nothing.”

He pulled Wei Xiao to his side and kissed him on the lips.

Wei Xiao followed suit and relaxed somewhat, but his heart was still on other things. “You have to tell me if something’s up.”

Lu Feng smiled, “Mm.”

Wei Xiao: “Happy things, unhappy things, you have to tell me all of it.”

Lu Feng paused briefly, then agreed, “Okay.”

Wei Xiao’s eyes curved, “In that case, let me ask, why is Mr. Lu angry?”

Lu Feng pinched his pale fingers. “Don’t you know?”

They weren’t in the training room any more, and Wei Xiao didn’t back down. “Me and Captain Yan are clean and pure. Where did you eat that flying vinegar from?”

Lu Feng: “It is quite clean and pure. You only acted like a knight for him in the Moonlight Wetland, and then you were so intimate there was no space between you two in the Central Zone.”

Wei Xiao: “…………”

As the saying went, it was better to do than to say, and it was better to do things more than once than to just do it once.

Wei Xiao leaned back against the desk, pulling Lu Feng over by his shirt. He licked his lower lip, “Well then, how will President Lu punish me?”

This cry of ‘President Lu’ made Lu Feng’s eyes darken.

Wei Xiao felt inspired. He purposely leaned into his ear and asked, “Is there a camera in the room?”

Lu Feng: “No.”

Wei Xiao’s voice grew even lighter, and his hint couldn’t be any more obvious. “I locked the door.”

Lu Feng held him by the waist and set him down on the desk.

Wei Xiao really wasn’t afraid of death. He wrapped his legs around him and leaned up to kiss him.

Lu Feng held the back of his head and kissed him until he moaned.

His body was pasted on the cold desk, documents were swept to the ground, and even the all-in-one printing machine shook a good many times.

There were no cameras in Lu Feng’s private office, the door was locked, and the automatic curtains slowly closed, blocking out the moonlight and the stars.

The only drawback was that the soundproofing here was very average.

Wei Xiao tried to bear it and moaned quietly.

At first, Lu Feng was afraid of hurting him and wanted to take him to the sofa, but Wei Xiao narrowed his eyes at him. “President Lu…”

Lu Feng lifted his gaze and looked at him.

Wei Xiao bit his lower lip and said shamelessly, “I want to dirty your desk.”

Lu Feng blocked his mouth so that he couldn’t say another complete sentence.

Later on…

What later on could there be.

They had a great time in the office.

xiin: office sex, check.