The second match began, and the atmosphere in the backstage lounge was tense.
"The Western Deities team has dominated OPL for too long," the captain of the Storm team shook his head and sighed, "We can't win a single game against them."
Both the individual and team matches were complete losses.
They had embarrassed the Great Xia Empire.
"Look on the bright side, at least we played seriously and didn't give up. I think we did great." The young man's eyes suddenly lit up, "Hey, Captain, my goddess is here! I'm going to get an autograph. Do you want one?"
Hearing this, the members of the Storm team all looked up.
Si Fuqing's arrival surprised them.
"Goddess!" The young man immediately stood up, "Can I have an autographed photo?"
"Sure," Si Fuqing took out a signed photo she always carried, raising an eyebrow, "I watched your match. Relax, and don't be discouraged. I'll get even for you."