Chapter 1317
The eSports King's Crush
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Chapter 1317: The final match begins
Translator: 549690339
âHim? Who is it?â The psychiatrist wanted to capture something.
Feng NAIâs finger streaked across the screen.âThe medicine you prescribed. Itâs not bad to use as a prop.â
Props? Even the psychiatrist couldnât understand the relationship between the two and was about to ask more.
Feng nai opened his mouth to interrupt his thoughts.ââI heard that every time you see me, you will go to the old man and ask for three days of rest to recover your spirit.â
The psychiatrist thought,âitâs all because youâre so twisted that I donât even know how to start!â
âYou can rest today.â With one hand in his pocket, Feng nai looked up at the resting room. The figure reflected on the frosted glass made him smile.ââYou canât stop me if I really want to do something.â
The psychiatrist looked at the phone that had been hung up and felt a headache. He didnât know how to respond to the old man and could only say the exact words.
âFrom the perspective of your profession,â old master Feng asked after hearing that,âhas he improved or deteriorated?â
âItâs hard to say. âThe psychiatrist paused.
But there was one thing he understood. The young master of the Feng family had always known what he was planning. For so long, he had only cooperated with the treatment to make the old man feel at ease. However, such a well-guarded treatment would not have any effect at all.
After all, it was a natural stubbornness.
The psychiatrist said,ââYou said before that the cause of his illness is a girl. Now that the girl is back, some of his mental states have been broken. Young master is so persistent in one person, so he may take extreme actions. If the other party is afraid and wants to escape, young master will also notice it. Young master has always been smart, but until now, I canât even decipher what he is like. Itâs hard for me to give you a satisfactory answer.â
âI know my own grandson very well. I donât blame you.â Old master Feng had always been calm and steady, or he wouldnât have been able to support the entire Feng family.
This old man was most proud of having a grandson who could pass on his career philosophy.
However, at the same time, he was most worried about his grandson.
In the past, he had nothing in his eyes.
Now, he only had eyes for one person and didnât know how to like her. Other than pretending, he rarely showed his true feelings. What old master Feng was afraid of was that he would fall into his own world and trap himself in it.
The psychiatrist understood his concern and said,ââShould we take some precautions in advance? if the girl is doing it for money, itâs easy for the Feng family to keep one person, but if young master likes her, I donât think sheâll care about these things. Sheâs a kind and rare good girl. But for such a person, if young master finds her boring one day, heâll personally destroy her, just like you said he disassembled the toys when he was young.â
This was also what old master Feng was most worried about, because no one knew when his interest would disappear.
âIs there a specific treatment method?â Old master Feng reached out and pressed between his eyebrows. âIâll get him to cooperate. â
The psychiatrist paused before continuing,âyoung master has always been cooperative in terms of treatment, but to him, even talking to me is probably a game. He knows very well why I asked him every question and even saw through my psychological suggestions. The only way now is to get the girl to cooperate with his treatment. But for such an illness, with all due respect, even her family will be afraid. The girl is too kind and definitely wonât be able to accept this kind of darkness. Or she might show sympathy when the time comes. Itâs possible ...â
âBeibei won ât.â âI have confidence in that child,â old master Feng interrupted him.
The psychiatrist paused. After all, as far as he knew, the other party was just a young girl who had just turned 19. How could old master Feng trust her so much?
Of course, there was another possibility. The wealthy families would not take the wishes of others seriously.
But since the other party was old master Feng, the psychiatrist was more inclined to the former. âIâll make the arrangements immediately. â
He only hoped that the girl would not be too kind.
Otherwise, he would not be able to hold on.
It was obvious that there would always be many people who misunderstood mo bei.
She was indeed gentle and patient enough, but pure kindness?
That was impossible.
All along the way, the scars had not yet healed, so how could there only be kindness?
After changing her clothes, she put away her phone. When she came out again, the scimitar was already back on her.
It wasnât that she didnât see some of the words.
Someone said,âmo Nan and Mo bei, this pair of siblings, shouldnât have appeared in the competition again. Theyâre putting on so much drama. We should have let master Wan deal with them.â
âThis time,â someone else said,âmo Nan will get zero kills again. Iâm looking forward to it.â
Mo bei lowered her gaze. Her slender fingers ran across the buttons of her shirt and buttoned up her sleeves. When she came out again, she was already dressed in a clean and elegant manner.
He probably couldnât find anyone else in the world who was more suited to wear a white shirt.
She wasnât feminine at all, and she wasnât overly tough either. Instead, she was like a bandit who had been stained with the frost of early winter.
Seeing her like this made Feng NAIâs eyes darken even more, and a faint viciousness emerged.
Mo bei stopped what she was doing and turned to look at him.
Before Feng nai could restrain his floating ruthlessness, she had already grabbed his hand and raised her eyebrows slightly.âIs it time to take your medicine?â
Drink medicine?
He had never even tried it before.
Mo bei also noticed his impatience. She took out a bottle of medicine and held it in her hand. Then, she lowered her head and bit into it. She raised her left hand and pressed it against the back of his neck, sending the medicine over.
Mo bei did this series of actions very quickly. She simply fed him the medicine and didnât forget to take out the candy from her pocket. She unwrapped the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth.
Feng NAIâs temper was instantly appeased by the candy.
It had a minty taste and only the tip of the tongue had a hint of sweetness. There was still a faint trace of that personâs cold air.
This caused the viciousness in Feng NAIâs eyes to dissipate by quite a bit, and he returned to his harmless appearance. His eyes were languid, like a wisp of morning mist that had yet to disperse.âWhere did you learn these moves?â
Learn? Mo bei held his wrist and said indifferently,ââYou donât need to learn to take medicine.â
âOh?â The way Feng nai stuck the tip of his tongue to the candy made him look refined and scumbag. That pair of gold-rimmed glasses with chains indeed made him look even more handsome.
Mo bei liked it when she saw it. She reached out and tidied his messy black hair.
Feng nai raised his eyebrows. This certain young lady was getting more and more insatiable. Was she touching him like that stupid Samoyed?
âDid your hair grow out?â Mo bei had wanted to ask him this when she saw him at the high-speed rail station.
âProbably.â Feng nai didnât mind.
Good-looking people were indeed not picky about their hairstyles.
Mo bei thought about it and was about to withdraw her hand.
Feng nai held her hand again.âI think your hair has almost grown out. You didnât cover your eyes during the competition yesterday?â
âA little.â It was true that when he lowered his head, he would be affected.
Feng nai suddenly laughed when he saw her frown.
A certain someone would always reveal his emotions over some irregular little things. He was indeed a little old-fashioned.
âWhat are you laughing at?â Just as mo bei asked this ...
Feng nai had already raised his hand.âTurn around.â
âWhat?â Although mo bei did not know what he was going to do, she did as he said. After all, senior Lin had said that some things had to be done with dignity.
Feng nai lowered his eyes and looked at the top of her head. It was very obvious that he was doing something he wasnât very good at.
All mo bei could feel was that her hair was being pulled up.
âItâs not long enough,â Feng NAIâs hand fell back.
Mo bei turned to look at the thing in his hand. It was a black hair tie. She took it and casually tied it up, looking handsome in her beauty.âLike this?â
Feng nai looked at her and spat out two words after a while.ââTake it off.â
Mo bei did not intend to listen to him this time. After all, it was indeed more convenient to tie them up.
Feng nai was a little regretful. He didnât want anyone else to see a certain someone like this.
However, everyone knew that once mo bei decided on something, she would always be able to pacify him in the end.
Moreover, the little demon Bo and Keng Lin were back. Even if Feng nai wanted to do anything, he would have to wait until they were gone.
However, it didnât matter.
Feng nai stood where he was, his eyes flickering between light and dark. He would wait until the competition was over and she would hand herself over to him. At that time, he could do whatever he wanted.
However, before that, he still had to settle some things.
Feng nai swiped to open the phone page, and there was only one message displayed: âThe Xu familyâs market value has started to fall. Everything is going according to young masterâs instructions.â
After reading it, Feng nai only replied with one sentence.âGive me evidence of the others âfake matches. The sooner, the better.â
âXu yiwan is very cautious in this aspect. She only talks to people face to face. Weâre also looking for a breakthrough.â It wasnât a matter of ability, but rather, no one was willing to admit that they had faked the match. It was useless no matter how much money they paid. They couldnât control the public opinion either. Some people were always trying to beat miss mo, and this had nothing to do with Xu yiwan. Under normal circumstances, people liked to dig for dirt and flaws. This was because in their eyes, bey, who couldnât play the left side of the game, didnât deserve to be called a God at all. She was even less worthy of being the former successor of Supreme Alliance. They liked Supreme Alliance but that didnât mean they liked bey. They might even feel disgusted.
These werenât black, they were naturally generated emotions.
However, it was this kind of emotion that would turn into a vortex when it spread.
They didnât say anything because they were worried that their boss would do something.
However, it was impossible that Feng nai didnât know. At the same time, he also understood that since he knew, it meant that everyone in the competition knew.
It was indeed so.
The selected pro players would all take the designated bus to the venue.
Before he got on the bus, someone walked over and bumped into mo Nan viciously as if he didnât mean to.
A pair of black headphones hung around Monanâs neck. The sudden bump on his shoulder almost caused him to drop the documents in his hand.
âYour reaction is quite fast.â That person glanced at him.âThe finals are getting more and more casual. I canât believe someone like you was chosen. I hope you can react faster on the field and not drag me down. Iâm someone whoâs going to get the qualification.â
Mo Nan understood what he meant. This person would be on the same team as him. With such a teammate, he could stand there and not tell what he was thinking.
Then, someone spoke up.âDonât talk nonsense about mo Nan. He has God beyâs protection. Itâs his fault for having such a good sister.â
âGod bey? The support was just the Feng familyâs show of support, you can see from the comments. The previous Supreme Alliance fans only liked her because they were die-hard fans, no one else acknowledged her as the Emperor ...â
Before that person could finish.
Mo Nan, who had been silent all this while, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the manâs collar. The curve of his lips was very similar to the roguish and arrogant smile he had when he was in No. 1 middle school.âYou can talk about me, but my sister? Which one of you here is qualified?â
âYou want to fight?â The manâs face was covered in pimples, and his mouth was crooked. âEveryoneâs watching. If he wants to hit me, remember to record it and post it on the internet. Itâll also let the children who have confidence in him see clearly that their Almighty Nan is still so irascible and doesnât care about the competition rules even though he said that heâll change.â
Monan looked at him and suddenly smiled.ââItâs this match. â
What do you mean by just this one match?
That person still didnât understand.
Mo Nan let go of his collar and said indifferently,ââSometimes, just the thought of having someone like you playing professionally makes me want to avoid playing games. But fortunately, thatâs only a small part of it.â
He had nothing to regret.
To meet the team that he was currently in.
He had also seen how Black Flame fought the North.
In fact, he could even fight alongside the little stoic in the afternoon.
From another perspective, as her brother, he could finally protect her for once.
With such a teammate, the afternoonâs game would not be easy.
Mo Nan had watched so many videos of her hand the day before, so it was impossible for him not to have guessed what had happened to her hand. It was impossible for her to be like that when she was fully recovered.
What peak?
People only knew that she was invincible as an assassin.
However, no one knew that she had only started cultivating after Supreme Alliance disbanded.
When she went to Milan, she was constantly learning. From tactics to hero equipment, she did a lot of research.
Mo Nan had read the information she had brought back. She was scarier when she was good at all the heroes.
Yesterday, it was because her right hand had limited her performance.
At that thought, mo Nan put on his headphones and got into the car with both hands in his jacket pockets, cutting off all sound outside.
The two of them were still mocking him when they saw him like this, but it was a different matter in front of others.
Monan had lost interest in such things long ago, and he wasnât angry about it.
Compared to these, he was more interested in knowing how serious his sisterâs hand was if it hadnât recovered.
It wasnât that he didnât send a message to the old man in charge.
However, the managerâs grandfatherâs reply was only to let him play well in todayâs game.
Mo Nan looked evil and fiery on the surface, but in fact, he was very meticulous when it came to anything related to bei ...
The more he didnât answer directly, the more complicated it would be. Or perhaps, his sister didnât want him to know about her hand injury.
Was it because his hand had also been injured before?
Mo Nan turned to look out the window.
The car had already left, and they would reach the competition venue very soon.
This was because he knew better than anyone what it meant to lose the game.
He could lose, but he was said to have zero kills and six deaths, and he had taken down the jungler in seven minutes.
But his sister could not.
He would never let her experience what he had experienced!