And right now all of his clothes were buried right in the innermost compartment of his luggage bag, and the bag—

Was currently standing in the deepest part of the room, which was Mo Huaifeng’s bedside.

Ji Zhiyao’s face turned dark.

Because there hadn’t been a stir in the room for quite a while, Mo Huaifeng who was gaming with his head bowed down couldn’t help but look up, his gaze instantly freezing—

He coughed lightly. swiftly shifting his eyes back onto the screen, his voice calm as he said, “Quickly put your clothes on, is it very comfortable walking with your buttocks bare in the room?”

Ji Zhiyao wanted to punch someone after hearing that.

Anyway, Captain had already seen everything, there was no point in continuing to cover up, it would be better to be more thick-skinned. He lifted his hands in self-abandonment and freely walked past Mo Huaifeng to go grab his own luggage bag.

When he was done changing, Ji Zhiyao lifted his head, and looked weirdly at the unmoving Mo Huaifeng. “Captain, your advancement match ended so quickly?”

Mo Huaifeng said very peacefully, “Ended. I lost.”

Hearing that, Ji Zhiyao leaned over curiously. “Lost? What opponents? Let me have a look.”

Mo Huaifeng pulled down the screen of the cover, saying coldly, “What’s there to see? Go and blow dry your hair quickly, all the water is getting on my bed.”

“Okay.” Ji Zhiyao unwillingly left Mo Huaifeng’s bed and returned to the bathroom to dry his hair.

Mo Huaifeng silently watched his back view as he left, then pulled up the screen of his laptop again.

On the screen was the friends chat interface in Heroes.

[Gtx.Ye: Excuse me? ? Fi-god, crashing into the wall while flickering? Using the wrong abilities? You seem to be kidding me?]

[Gtx.Ye: Ahhhhhh which bastard next door stole Fi-god’s account! God damn it, my advancement match! We already pushed all the way till their crystal and we actually could still lose? ?]

[Gtx.Ye: Are daddy’s points that easy to earn? If you don’t want me to appear at the front door of your base tomorrow, you better give me an explanation.]

[Gtx.Ye: Disconnected? Trash!]

[Mix.Fi: , ]

[Gtx.Ye: My 40 meter broad sword is ready to be sharpened to kill the pigs and lambs. Out with it, which bastard are you? Nuo?]

[Mix.Fi: I’m your daddy.]

[Gtx.Ye: … Fi-god?]

[Mix.Fi: Our kid was fooling around earlier, I’ll compensate you with an advancement match next time, stop wailing.]

[Gtx.Ye: Excuse me? Oh my god, aren’t you guys on your performance tournament tour? What kid? Fi-god yourself?]

[Mix.Fi: If you don’t want to win advancement matches for the rest of your life, you can tell everyone what I said.]

[Gtx.Ye: … Fi-god I’ll see you next time.]

[Mix.Fi: Okay.]

Mo Huaifeng’s body fell back, where his legs were crossed, the embarrassed rising and falling profile could no longer be seen.

He exhaled lightly.

Those four words, at the bottom of it all… he had meant to do so.

He seemed to have understood his own thinking.

This was the first time Mo Huaifeng had such a clear understanding regarding his sexual orientation, he did not reject it, instead he felt that it was great to just let fate be.

But once he was reminded that that person was Ji Zhiyao, Mo Huaifeng felt that things would be a little difficult.

Putting aside the fact that Ji Zhiyao may or may not be able to accept this… solely based on how slow-witted he was, simply letting him understand his feelings for him was already not going to be easy.

He was slightly troubled.

This matter needed to be planned slowly.

Mo Huaifeng stared at the laptop screen, his expression steadily calm as he ran through all those thoughts to himself.

Ji Zhiyao walked out from the bathroom having dried his hair, and saw his Captain leaning on the headboard, his light gaze fixed on the screen. He thought that it was because he had lost the advancement match, Captain was affected. After thinking for a moment, he asked, trying his best to use a lively tone. “Captain, let’s head out to eat.”

Mo Huaifeng instinctively straightened up, after sensing the doubt in Ji Zhiyao’s eyes, his tensed back slowly relaxed as he asked casually, “What are we having?”

Ji Zhiyao licked the corner of his lips, a little excited as he replied, “How does hotpot sound?”

“Sure.” Mo Huaifeng nodded, stood up and picked up his jacket. “Call the rest along, my treat.”

Ji Zhiyao’s eyes curved. “Okay okay, I’ll go get them.”

Captain likes to treat them to food each time he’s in a bad mood, it seems that the advancement match this time really did affect Captain’s mood, it was considered that he had gained an insight.

…

T City, sports center.

2pm in the afternoon, Stickers Battleteam and Mix Battleteam both entered.

For the purpose of stability, they weren’t letting Xiaofei go on today, but Heng. Sticker Battleteam also put on all their fixed members, not a single reserve was put on.

The judge announced the start of the tournament, and the bustle in the venue completely quietened down.

Ji Zhiyao wearing his ear-mic, shot a glance at the mini map and said, “Heng, come over to the blue buff for a moment, the opposite jungler wants to counter jungle.”

“On my way.” Heng moved his champion to hide in the bush. “Where where?”

Ji Zhiyao fixed his eyes on the mini map. “Arriving in a minute.”

Not more than a few seconds later, the opponent’s assassin jumped out from the bush and found Heng and Ji Zhiyao waiting there. He froze at first, then as if knowing that he wouldn’t be able to escape, brushed past Heng, pouncing directly onto Ji Zhiyao, his abilities casting out like they were free.

Ji Zhiyao hadn’t met such a player who would simply focus on just attacking one person, he dodged backwards, while casting his abilities; Heng also used his abilities behind to help him. Both of them attacked from the front and the rear and finally succeeded in killing the opponent’s jungler.

At this point Ji Zhiyao was only left with half of his health.

He controlled his champion to recall to base, trying hard to ignore the trace of ominous feeling in his heart, puzzled as he asked, “What’s wrong with the opposite jungler, coming all the way to gift a kill?”

Heng was also confused. “I don’t know either, I’ve played a few matches against Stickers previously, this is my first time seeing their jungler bring out such handling.”

Ji Zhiyao “oh-ed”, thinking that perhaps the opposite jungler experienced a brain fade and had not recovered.

But following that, he realized that he had been wrong.

No matter where he was, what he was doing, the opposite jungler behaved like he was grown on his body, following behind him incessantly, like maggots in his body, his suicide style of attacks would definitely affect his pace each time.

All of Ji Zhiyao’s kills was from the opponent’s jungler, but his expression was instead growing more and more sullen. When a player dies too many times, killing him wouldn’t be worth much gold anymore.

The opponent’s jungler was just like this, forcing Ji Zhiyao to kill him time and time again, but Ji Zhiyao was totally unable to get much gold from him. At the same time, he also hadn’t had time to jungle, the entire team wasn’t developing.

In addition, the assassin that he had chosen this time round happened to be not as agile in his movements.

Ji Zhiyao took time to glance at the gold stats, there wasn’t much of a difference between Stickers and themselves, even for the defense turrrets, only Heng and Mo Huaifeng had pushed down the first on each of their lanes.

Were they trying to drag him down alone, so that Mix’s gold wouldn’t be able to rise?

When the opposite jungler came forwards like this once more and Ji Zhiyao was dragged to death, he finally couldn’t hold it back anymore, exploding into a mouthful of profanities. “F*ck him, what’s this?”

Mo Huaifeng also noticed the severity of the problem, frowning as he said, “Don’t fight him directly, move around to waste his time and abilities.”

Ji Zhiyao breathed in deeply. “I didn’t fight him, tried to roam earlier but I was also blocked by Stickers’ players. They’re aiming for me, I’m practically useless now.”