章節 1297: End Game (37)

It was because this was his dream and his team.

On one side was reality, and on the other was his dream. He was completely unable to play well due to the pain.

In the last team fight, he hadn't done it on purpose. He had just recalled the terrible state Xiao Mei was in. Thus, he had gotten momentarily distracted and moved into the wrong position.

But now, looking at everyone's angry gaze and the disappointment on the audience's faces, he suddenly felt like he was really too evil.

He bit his lips and stood up. Lowering his head, he said, "Both Lonely Peerless and Ancestor White Bones are around, let's exchange places."

He wasn't worthy to be in the club.

It was because his heart and intentions towards eSports were no longer pure.

Qiao Lian stared at him and wanted to speak, but before she could, she heard Shen Liangchuan ask in a low voice, "Are you so useless that you're giving up just after losing a game?"