Chapter 21
The eSports King's Crush
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
During the matchâ¦
By the time Feng Nai nonchalantly walked over, this massacre was already over.
Thus, Feng Nai did not witness Mo Beiâs way of handling things.
Even so, the triple kill was right there.
It didnât seem like a result that someone of this level could achieve.
A glint flashed in Feng Naiâs eyes as he typed. âLittle Brother, youâre using an alternate account, arenât you?â
âMmâ¦â Mo Bei was wearing headphones. Her right hand turned around as she frowned slightly and swiftly ended the match.
Feng Naiâs cute behavior really resembled his brotherâs. âYouâre really good, Little Brother. Whatâs your main account?â
Mo Bei did not answer that question. Instead, she casually asked, âWhy arenât you on voice chat today?â
He had been screaming for help the entire time yesterday.
Although he had also died many times today, he was way too quiet this time.
Feng Naiâs slender fingers paused for a moment before he replied, âMy brother is sleeping, so I shouldnât disturb him.â
âYour brotherâ¦â
Feng Nai figured that he wanted to say something.
Ultimately, after a pause, that neutral voice said, âNever mind. Next time you come to school to look for your brother, donât go to the back field.â
Feng Nai leaned back lazily. His curiosity was piqued slightly now. âWhy?â
âNothing.â Mo Bei believed that it wasnât good to tell a little kid about fighting. Then, upon remembering masterâs teachings, she hesitated for a moment and tried her best to make her tone natural and less cold. âGo to bed, xoxo.â
Feng Naiâs fingers went still again.
After all, this was different from all the previous times.
It was a voice chat this timeâ¦
Feng Naiâs eyes shifted for a second as he was about to reply.
âBrother, brother! I got shampoo in my eyes! Quickly, save me! Save me! Boohoohoo!â
In the bathroom, Little Lin rubbed his eyes. The wet black locks on his head were still curly as he feigned crying.
Feng Naiâs legs were long. Thus, after grabbing a towel in one hand, he only needed to take a step to lift him up. As a brother, his actions naturally werenât very gentle.
However, Little Lin was still saved. When the bubbles in his eyes were cleaned away, he heaved a sigh of relief like a small adult.
After putting on his little shorts, he sat down on the sofa. His brother didnât let him sit on the bed, even though he was his biological brother!
Little Brother was better!
Little Lin kept thinking as he took the cell phone and got ready to send a text.
What was this?
This⦠Thisâ¦
âBrother!â After his shower, Little Linâs face was fair and soft. âWhy is there a chatting record? I didnât talk to Little Brother today!â
Feng Nai, who had been in a rush to get to him, had forgotten to delete the messages. As Trouble Lin was blocking his way, he shot a glance at his brother from high above. âTrouble Lin, did you forget who told me to help him reply to the messages yesterday?â
Upon hearing that, Little Lin tugged at his own hair for a moment before his small fingers pointed at the screen. âBut I didnât tell you to say so much. You even set a time to play games with Little Brother. Plus, why are you also calling him that? Youâre the same age as Little Brother, yet youâre still calling him Little Brother.â
Feng Nai crossed his arms and leaned to the side with a smile on his lips. âTrouble Lin, I helped you reply to the messages, so of course I had to copy your tone. Do you find this problematic?â
Little Lin was after all still innocent.
Besides, his brotherâs attitude was really bold and confident.
âAlrightâ¦â Little Lin, who had been looking forward to chatting with Little Brother after his bath, now felt his hopes get bashed. âIn the future, when Little Brother sends more messages, donât reply on my behalf.â
Feng Naiâs attitude was lackadaisical as he carelessly responded with an âmmâ.
While Little Linâs little fingers poked around, he did not notice the glint that flashed across his brotherâs eyes.