Anger

"Ah Yong, you're a Radiant Sun. You do the team-forming," Cheng Zihao instructed. "Invite me, Brother Long, and the other two."

"Alright." Ah Yong chuckled. "Brother Long will be carrying us."

Zheng Bailong pointed at Li Miaomiao's livestream. "Before we begin, we have to make preparations. Otherwise, it won't be good if we f*ck up while carrying the boss."

"Brother Long, the three of you are professionals; I'll stick to your arrangements." Cheng Zihao had managed a company for so many years after all. He watched many matches on the spectator platform every day, so he knew the basic rules.

Since he wanted an expert to carry him, he had to listen to the expert.

Sharpshooter Teng Ya said, "Of the five opponents, the other three are nothing. The key is Xu Jingming and Dai Xiaoqing. Dai Xiaoqing is now a very powerful assassin in Zhang Qing's female team."

"Relax. I'll protect you," Lei Wenqing said.