Whereas Mo Huaifeng was different. He himself was the biggest shareholder of the club and did not even need the bit of wages from being a professional player and, hence, had not signed the livestream contract from the start.

Livestream to him was non-existent.

Time to time he would show up in the livestreams of his teammates, but that was only limited to when Mo Huaifeng was in a better mood. The last time he had shown himself was the night when his placing on the world ADC rankings rose to number three.

His Weibo account was also a decoration. He habitually did not log on and habitually turned a blind eye to the fans who behaved unreasonably or acted cutely begging for replies.

It was so difficult to be a fan of this person.

Thus, his fans used all sorts of methods to gather all the information about him, practically even finding out all about his several alternate accounts in Heroes.

Meanwhile, this dear Captain with no desires had currently entered a match, single rank, 1v1.

An account like his that was at the top of the rank placements would usually only be matched with another player of similar level, and most of such players were professional players… Hence, Mo Huaifeng unsurprisingly was matched up with a familiar opponent, local Long Boots battleteam’s captain, solo mid, Xiaoye.

Two years ago, during the previous national qualifiers, Mix and Long Boots were fighting for the spot in the international league. Mix battleteam won the tournament 3:2 with a weak advantage as Long Boots continued in hot pursuit after them, yet Long Boots had to regretfully bid goodbye to the international league. However, the relations between the two battleteams became better due to their appreciation for each other’s skills, and they would gayly play together when they held training and performing matches from time to time.

Therefore, when Mo Huaifeng saw the text that Xiaoye sent in the open chat, he was not in a hurry to start the match right then.

[ctx’sAlmightyYe: Fi-god, I think I saw Xiao at the hospital few days ago, did his hand injury suffer a relapse again?]

[Mix.Fi: Mm, nothing too serious.]

[ctx’sAlmightyYe: Then I was worried about him for nothing for so long, Fi-god remember to pass on the message to Xiao. Get him to treat me to a meal.]

[ctx’sAlmightyYe: By the way, I heard Nx battleteam bought Korean reinforcements.]

Mo Huaifeng’s slender fingers on the keyboard paused.

Nx battleteam had been an all-Chinese team ever since they were formed four years ago. Although their team capability was not very strong, they were still one of the top eight teams in the national qualifiers, and every member was a player with several years of professional experience.

Why would they suddenly buy Korean reinforcements?

[Mix.Fi: What’s going on?]

[ctx’sAlmightyYe: Sigh, didn’t they not get into the top four in the national qualifiers two years ago? At that time, there were people starting things on Tieba and Weibo saying that Nx’s top-laner and jungler could not play an unfavorable match and that their techniques were lousy. Both of them were experienced players. At the very least, they could be considered creditless and faultless. How could they accept such words? Both endured till their contract ended in the summer and did not renew their contracts with the club.. intending to leave the team directly.]

[ctx’sAlmightyYe: In this case, among the better local teams, there aren’t many who insist on a full Chinese team, and I’m somehow suddenly feeling a little proud in midst of my sadness.]

[ctx’sAlmightyYe: Really hope to be able to see the figures of an all-Chinese team on the international podium. If one day, a Chinese really won, but the team he belongs to doesn’t belong to China, or the person who carried the match wasn’t Chinese, I’m afraid those foreign bitches would not easily admit that we have talents in the eSports aspect. They were consistently used to belittling us.]

[ctx’sAlimightyYe: Fi-god, I heard from Xiao that the club’s idea of letting Mix recruit a foreign jungler reserve was rejected by you? Indeed my idol!]

Mo Huaifeng read the long chains of texts that Xiaoye had sent with squinted eyes, pulling out a cigarette and lighting up.

[Mix.Fi: Mm.]

Yuan Wei walked in from the outside of the base, and seeing a cloud of smoke curling up, he instantly turned green. “… I specially changed the exhaust hood in the dining room to a larger and noiseless one, and you actually smoke here. Fi-god, where’s your civic-mindedness?”

Mo Huaifeng lifted his head to cast a sidelong glance at him, then swept across the remaining four who did not seem the least affected and were still playing their games. The meaning of his look was very obvious. “They didn’t say anything, why do you have so much to say.”

Yuan Wei replied. “… Alright alright alright, you smoke, you smoke, I’ll just leave okay?”

Mo Huaifeng called out to stop him, “There will be someone coming over within these few days. Let the security known beforehand.”

“Who?”

“Ji Zhiyao.”

“Hey Captain, it’s not that I want to nag you, but such handling is really mean. What is it bringing him straight to the base before signing him? Imprisonment play? Giving him no choice but to sign the contract?”

“You really have a lot to say. How about I let you be the captain? Master rank player?”

“What has this got to do with my rank? Are you insulting me?”

Yuan Wei continued. “You can talk to security yourself. Don’t try to say you won’t give me my pay. It just came in yesterday, so I can temporarily remain unthreatened by you.”

“Oh. Do you believe that I can help you drop your rank to Silver tonight?”

“… Damn it. I got it, I got it!”