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Mo Bei was wearing black headphones on her head. The lines of her profile were still as cold as ever.
Upon seeing his brother like this, Panda opened his mouth and ultimately said like a man, "Play properly."
Mo Bei responded quietly with an "mm" sound.
As the game page opened, a map with creeps and forts took over the entire screen.
The conversations happening on Ya Si's side were muted.
"Keep your eyes on Feng Nai."
Only six words were enough.
Actually, it was already very obvious that they had studied the new member of Dark Flares before coming to compete.
He merely played support slightly better, but his shortcomings were very evident.
When it came to professional leagues, FromNorthToSouth would get no opportunity to play that way.
Right now, they had the absolute advantage.
After all, the opponent had picked a useless champion.
There wasn't even a hint of a threat.