FTW’s side didn’t drink alcohol, but RR, who’d started their holidays early, didn’t have the same taboos.

Mo Hui had two drinks in his belly and spoke to Brother Cai, “Old Bai, look at how I’m poor now.”

Bai Cai’s expression was filled with ‘you’re poor now, you should be more self-aware and stay a bit further away from me’.

Mo Hui was teasing him on purpose, “Your big brother was young then and didn’t understand anything. Now that I’ve suddenly woken up, I feel that that Porsche…”

Bai Cai was startled. “Holy shit, Money, be a bit less shameless. You can’t actually want to take back the car you gave away!”

Mo Hui: “You see, I’m really No Money now, Brother Bai, can you…”

Brother Cai hurriedly drew a line between them, and even urged Little Ning to change seats with him.

Everyone was amused by their actions.

Money’s alcohol tolerance was mediocre. He drank a bit, then unwittingly drank too much.

Moonlit didn’t drink, and the cold blades he shot out from his eyes stabbed into Money several times.

But Mo Hui wasn’t scared of anything today. He felt that the air was filled with freedom, and he was super high. “Old Fu is really like a damned dog, hiding tricks left and right every day. He doesn’t leak any tricks during training matches, yet he can pull his routines out directly in the competition and still play them out so effectively.”

He might feel free, but they’d really lost the game. Saying that he didn’t feel bad about it would be a lie.

Now that he’d drunk too much, he was giving full vent to his emotions and cursing Fu Li like a bloody dog.

Wei Xiao took this opportunity to ask them about many details.

RR didn’t mean to hide anything. Their season was over, and compared with their old time rivals TPT, they’d rather see FTW win the championship.

Besides, who wasn’t a Close fan?

It hadn’t been easy for him to have a chance to fight against the team of Gods. They were all happy to help him out.

Mo Hui chattered on for a long time, and Moonlit said quite a lot, too. He had been the one who felt it the most deeply, since he’d been the direct victim. Eurostar’s cold sniping in that last match had made his scalp go numb.

“Eurostar must have practiced with the sniper engineer. His accuracy is too exaggerated; basically, as long as he has vision, he’ll definitely hit.”

Yue Wenle had his ears pricked up as he listened from the side.

Moonlit glanced at him. “It wasn’t trained up overnight. It’s likely that Fu Li arranged a thorough training plan for him.”

There were quite a few professional players who could play the sniper engineer. Even without mentioning the globals, there was no lack of ‘sharpshooters’ in the domestic competition.

But this kind of thing really depended on feel. Even if they’d trained up a level of skill, it was easy to play badly if this feeling of familiarity wasn’t maintained every day.

Of course, credit also had to be attributed to Fu Li’s cooperation. The two people had a deep understanding between them, which was something that not all mages and ADCs could have.

For example, on the FTW side, there was no such tacit understanding between Little Ning and Old Yue.

Wei Xiao nodded. “That line-up is certainly very strong. The effort that Eurostar has put in in the background can’t be underestimated.”

How could there be a victory that happened just from talking about it? There always had been sufficient homework done behind the scenes.

Mo Hui leaned back in his chair and shook his wine glass. “You guys, you’re better off not taking the shadow thief in the finals.”

Wei Xiao and Lu Feng looked at him.

Moonlit’s expression was still cold as he agreed, “Indeed.”

They didn’t say it explicitly, but the implication behind it was obvious.

Don’t judge at how RR was laughing and talking and drinking happily. Yesterday’s battle of freedom had left a big impact on them.

Especially on Moonlit.

The immortal warlock was his signature talent. It was his confidence and his pride.

But it had all become a mess.

This failure was cruel. Not only had it attacked RR’s routine, it had also attacked Moonlit’s self confidence.

For a proud player like this to say all this, was enough to show big of a shock they’d received.

The winner was king, and losers were always in the wrong.

RR might scold Fu Li like a dog on the surface, but they didn’t really resent him in their hearts.

Their skills hadn’t been good enough, and they’d lost the game, but they’d fight again next year.

They didn’t finish eating until after nine. Mo Hui had thoroughly gotten himself drunk and was pulling at Brother Cai to sing with him.

Bai Cai was as grave as a judge. “500 per song.”

Mo Hui: “Okay!”

Moonlit: “Ha.”

Mo Hui immediately changed his words, “Like hell!”

Brother Cai rolled his eyes and disdained him. “Hurry up and go back to inherit your family business, why are you playing in some poor competition!”

Mo Hui disdained him back. “What the hell do you know!”

Brother Cai turned around and acted inhuman, “Get lost, you poor devil!”

They messed around until around 10PM, and then they each returned back to their respective bases. Just before they separated, Moonlit said to Ning Zhehan, “I’ll play with you tomorrow.”

Little Ning was flattered and surprised. “!”

Moonlit: “Solo.”

Ning Zhehan: “Okay!” He stood up straight.

Moonlit patted him on the shoulder, “Kill Fu Li.”

Little Ning’s skin tensed up.

Moonlit’s voice was low, “If you can’t kill him, I’ll kill you.”

Ning Zhehan: QAQ.

It was no wonder Moon God didn’t drink. As a person who could act drunk even without drinking, he didn’t need to drink!

The next day, Yuan Ze landed at S City’s Airport Terminal 2 with L&P’s crowd of people.

Don’t look at how they were an American team. They were also popular in China because of Yuan Ze.

Photos of them at the airport were instantly spread out through microblogs as fans ran over to comment.

“Scum Man Yuan’s aura hasn’t diminished at all from back then!”

“Even though I’m a Yuan Hater, I must admit that his long legs can match up to the great demon king’s.”

“He really lives up to being a mixed blood. He’s tall and has a great figure.”

“Do you see these earrings of mine? They’re the same style!”

“Like hell they’re the same, his ear stud is customized from his championship ring!”

Some newcomers only learned about this now, “What, what? He changed his championship ring into an ear stud?”

“Yeah, the championship ring from the Team of Gods that year.”

“He changed it into an ear stud and wore it all the time?”

“Yes, unique, limited edition Glory.”

“Wuwuwu, worthy of being Scum Man Yuan, scummy with deep feelings.”

Yuan Ze’s scum man label was mainly because he looked like a playboy: peach blossom eyes, flirty attitude, and that signature bad boy smile which had cheated countless girls’ hearts. Of course, another reason was how easily he’d walked away and hadn’t come back once in three years. He’d clearly acted like a scum man towards FTW.

But if that was it, it wouldn’t have been enough to make the fans love and hate him like this.

The most abusive thing he’d done was to be the first to give up solo. He was clearly able to win the world solo championship and use this to establish a foothold in North America, but he voluntarily gave up on the singles.

Fans asked him why.

Yuan Ze’s reply to them had been the ear stud in his left ear.

A unique ear stud that had been modified from the black and gold championship ring.

At the time, the Team of Gods’s old fans had cried so much their tears turned into a river that could flow all the way from S City to North America, halfway around the world.

Lu Feng arranged for the van to go and pick them up.

Yuan Ze noticed Wei Xiao with a glance and waved in greeting.

Wei Xiao greeted them, then said, “My captain is busy, so I came to pick you up.”

Yuan Ze pushed up his sunglasses and looked him over, “You’ve grown taller.”

Wei Xiao smiled like a fox, “It might be because you aren’t wearing padded shoes.”

Yuan Ze: “……”

This conversation couldn’t continue. He shouldn’t have f*cking tried to talk to this kid!

Gary and the others all greeted Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao had grown familiar with them in the winter training camp and was happy to see them all again.

They were all big boys and powerful players, they had many interests in common and it was easy to find topics to chat about.

Yuan Ze sat next to Wei Xiao in the van.

Wei Xiao was in the midst of sending Lu Feng a message.

Yuan Ze asked him in a low voice, “Is your captain so easy to talk to?”

Wei Xiao: “When is my captain not easy to talk to?”

Yuan Ze: “……” There was never a time when Close was easy to talk to!

Yuan Ze still felt uneasy, “You’re really letting us live at FTW’s base?”

Wei Xiao: “Of course.”

Yuan Ze: “Not going to try and avoid suspicion?”

Wei Xiao: “Even you guys don’t care about that. We don’t care, either.”

Yuan Ze tapped his index finger against the armrest. He kept having the feeling that there was a trap somewhere.

But he couldn’t figure out what it was.

Wei Xiao bowed his head to send his messages to Lu Feng. Because he didn’t try to avoid Yuan Ze’s gaze, Yuan Ze was able to see the contents very clearly with his dynamic vision.

He gritted his teeth, “Can the two of you stop acting so sticky.” What the hell was this memeda!

Wei Xiao: “Is this called sticky?”

Yuan Ze: “……” He felt like he shouldn’t have said anything.

Wei Xiao held up his cell phone and spoke directly into the microphone, “Love you~”

Yuan Ze: “……………………”

Wei Xiao’s expression was full of, ‘Get it?’.

Lu Feng replied to him, “Good.”

Wei Xiao raised it up for Yuan Ze to see, “Do you see that?” This was what stickiness really was!

Yuan Ze expressionlessly put his sunglasses back on, stopping just short of sticking an emoticon on his own face––once the sunglasses are on, no one loves me.jpg

It wasn’t a short trip from the airport to the base.

L&P’s starters, who’d been traveling for over ten hours, took a nap, and were still a bit out of it when they arrived.

Yuan Ze rubbed his eyes, “Are we there?”

Wei Xiao: “Yea!”

Old G looked out the window and said, “You guys really have a castle!”

FTW’s new base could really be said to be a distinct front for China’s e-sports. It was very grand.

L&P’s people were just getting ready to get off the car when they discovered that the van wasn’t stopping.

Gary: “???”

Wei Xiao: “We’re not there yet.”

Old G got it, “We’re not going through the main entrance?”

Wei Xiao didn’t explain.

Only Yuan Ze’s heart thudded briefly.

About five or six minutes later, the van came to a stop as they arrived at their destination.

Yuan Ze’s head started buzzing the moment they got off the van.

Sure enough, it had been a trap!

Sure enough, Little Lunatic Wei would never act like a person!

Wei Xiao spoke in a friendly tone, “We’re here. The place was cleaned up the day after yesterday to ensure that you guys can settle in comfortably.”

At this time, Old G also sensed that something wasn’t right, “This place…”

Wei Xiao introduced, “This is FTW’s old base.”

From three years ago.

Yuan Ze: “……”

Don’t ask, if you ask, then it was time to start burning paper.

The author has something to say:

Wei Xiao: Burning paper isn’t environmentally friendly, you can use candles.

God Yuan: ……………….

xiin: basically, i forgot monday existed, so you guys get monday + tuesday’s updates together… orz