Chapter 162 - Untitled

Hence, once the battle began, the game essentially blew up.

“Almighty Plutocrat is here?”

“The coordinates show the arena.”

“What the f*ck? Why is that Almighty fighting against his own wife?”

“What do you guys know? This is a spicy couple. Never heard of a couple quarrel to start off the day and make up at the end of the day or something?”

“Is that a new way of displaying affection? What a trick to make us come watch! I refuse to watch!”

This was said in the public chat, so both Mo Bei and Feng Nai could read those messages.

However, this time, Feng Nai didn’t care.

“Pick an assassin, 1v1.”

Mo Bei’s gaze was very indifferent as her right hand pressed on the mouse.

Both of them had chosen their champions.

Evidently, this wasn’t an ordinary 1v1.

Mo Bei had watched videos of Almighty K. Although she was also really tempted to use her true capabilities and see whether his assassin or her assassin was better, if she really did that, her identity would be exposed.

It didn’t matter that her identity as SweetDisciple had been discovered. After all, thanks to this period of getting to know him, Mo Bei knew very well that while Feng Nai bore grudges, he was also particular about using a fair way to get revenge.

However, Bey’s identity wasn’t for anyone to know.

Master had said that some people still wanted to game after retirement and some used live-streaming to have some fun occasionally when they suddenly felt like it.

However, some people only wished to return to real life after retirement and did not want to be disturbed.

Once Bey returned, it would mean breaking that layer of peace.

Mo Bei understood that, so she never used the ID Bey anymore.

She wouldn’t let anyone know that she was back.

That way, no one would notice that she was substituting her brother.

Especially Feng Nai.

The fight in the game began.

Panda had also found his way here by following the coordinates and decisively clicked on to spectate.

He didn’t know if it was because his Chief’s handling was too impish, but SweetDisciple didn’t even last three minutes before he was KO-ed!

Mo Bei, who was killed, did not speak. She only drank a sip of water and prepared to continue.

She didn’t expect that the other person would suddenly surrender.

The match ended.

Feng Nai played with his lighter and said nonchalantly, “I’m hungry. I’m too lazy to kill.”

Trouble Lin’s Little Brother was too tolerant. He was always wearing a cool expression, so he felt no sense of accomplishment about getting revenge.

However, commanding him would feel different.

“Grab your wallet.”

Mo Bei looked over, her voice still indifferent. “What for?”

Feng Nai picked up the black jacket on the sofa and hung it on his arm before putting on his mask. With a hand in his pocket, he shot a glance at her. “We’re going to the supermarket.”

No one in the game knew that these two people were together.

Many people were dumbfounded by Almighty Plutocrat’s playing style.

He had killed someone and then surrendered. What kind of trick was this?

Panda was about to break the phone with his urgent calls. “Chief, why aren’t you killing him anymore?”

“I’m hungry.” Feng Nai held his cell phone lazily and gestured for Mo Bei to open the door.

Panda understood. Chief would indeed be too lazy to do anything once he was hungry. “Then I’ll keep an eye on SweetDisciple, in case he escapes again.”

Upon hearing that, Feng Nai shifted his eyes, his gaze landing on the youth’s face. “He won’t dare to run this time.”

Mo Bei was still expressionless and cold.

However, Panda laughed. He sounded as though he was gloating over another person’s misfortune. “That’s true, Chief has already found him. It would be tough if he ran again, unless he didn’t come online for the rest of his life. However, I saw that he failed his task. He can’t stay offline even if he wants to. Ha ha ha ha… While he’s still online, I’ll get someone to go check his IP address.”

“No need.” Feng Nai walked into the garage and picked the most inconspicuous car, which was an Audi.

Panda was slightly puzzled. “No need?”