Friendly Match, Will They Win?
Editor: Henyee Translations
Because of the photos, the atmosphere between the members of Supreme Alliance was a little strange.
Especially Feng Shang, whose eyes were full of grief. He wanted to sue the Captain, but didn't dare to sue him.
"Sakura Stream's combat video, who hasn't watched it?"
Qin Mo was the person who broke the awkward atmosphere.
Count on Fu Jiu?
The youth only smiled evilly, which only made people remember more clearly why they felt strange.
Although Yin Wuyao was no longer in this circle, he was once a professional player, and would more or less pay attention to this matter.
The people who hadn't watched the video were Xue Yaoyao, Feng Shang, and Fu Jiu.
"Everyone watch it again, and Lin Feng will be responsible for explaining it," Qin Mo said, standing up. "Go to the Hotel Conference Hall."
There was usually a Conference Hall in such a hotel, but it was very expensive to use.