As they passed through the corridor of the arena, YFD team happened just to run into RSG team.
Victors be kings, losers be rogues.
But the members of RSG team all wore faces of defiance, spewing niceties, especially Xiong Wei at the front, who was muttering under his breath terms like "pretty boy" and "cheating" among other things. Hearing this, Yang Baimu grabbed him by the collar, "Who are you calling names, you black demon!"
Xiong Wei shoved him away fiercely, "Who was talking about you? Are you worthy?"
"And what about you, are you worthy?" Ye Xian stepped forward from among the four, arms crossed, eyes and brows mocking, thinly lisped words escaping her lips, "Trash."
"Who are you calling trash?!"
RSG was last wiped out by one person, a humiliation that robbed them of all their dignity.
Xiong Wei already detested her to the bone, and at this moment, his fury was instantly ignited.
"Oh, sorry about that." Ye Xian apologized with a smirk, "I wasn’t targeting you specifically, I meant every single one of RSG is trash."
Having said that, her gaze landed on Laier, who had the ugliest expression on his face.
Xiong Wei wound up his fist, and the other members of RSG were also itching for a fight.
Just as Chen Du wanted to intervene, he saw the members of RSG being dragged away by several black-suited, sunglass-wearing bodyguards who also gagged them.
Everyone looked around in puzzlement, only to see at the end of the racetrack a tall figure backlit against the light.
The four exclaimed, "President Bo!"
Ye Xian: "..." Great, she had just shown her tough side, and he got to see that she wasn’t someone to be trifled with!
"Next, let’s welcome the champion team of this season’s Honor of Kings KPL tournament—YFD!!!"
On stage, the host introduced YFD team with great excitement. The five of them stood at the center of the stage, basking in the adulation of the crowd, especially Ye Xian at the prime position with her delicate features and erect posture, bathed in the colorful stage lights. She seemed even more charismatic and dazzling, lighting up the ambiance to its peak both on-site and on the streaming comments.
[Let me just say God Ye is the father of ADCs, no objections, right?]
[I object, God Ye is clearly my dad]
[Whimpering, in my life, I have finally clung to a good-looking, technical brother in esports]
[A one-person battlefield, the true ADC overlord, a fight that sealed her as a legend, utterly invincible]
[Okay, from now on I am Ye Xian’s die-hard fan, whoever badmouths Ye Xian I’ll badmouth back]
[Quietly asking, there were rumors before that Ye Xian is gay, is it true? Because I can take it or leave it]
[I can do it too, God Ye don’t be so strict about gender, if you really are strict, I can take a trip to Thailand]
[Ye’s Fans: Damn! Beauties, from now on we have to compete with men for men!]
Chen Du: "Ye Xian, with this battle you’ve truly become a legend. How about it, have you considered pursuing a career in the esports industry?"
Wen Lan: "Right, you’re so young, if you enter the esports world, you might even be more popular than in the entertainment industry."
Da Bai: "Ye Xian, just stay with YFD. I’ll be your lackey from now on, at your beck and call!"
Ye Xian outright refused.
The four asked, "Why not?"
Ye Xian: "Mom says you have to be a person with aspirations, at the very least not stooping so low as to beg."
The four: "..." Is this joke never going to die?
Ye Xian laughed, then saw several staff members approaching the stage with a big red sign that read ’300,000’.
"Wait, that sign, is it for us later?"
Ye Xian: "We have to hold that big sign?"