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“Two months is obviously not enough, do you think he is a god?” A.K rolled his eyes and said unwillingly, “I can take him in, but you guys settle the language barrier by yourselves.”

Mo Huaifeng nodded. “Don’t worry. I will stay behind with him.”

“You want me to bear the accommodation for two people?”

Mo Huaifeng nodded slowly.

“You’re going too far!”

He rolled his eyes, then glanced at Ji Zhiyao who was in a dazed state, as if he was slightly vexed… Then shook his hand. A.K. then said, “In the next two months leave him here. As for how long he needs to stay after, we’ll wait for when you guys have to leave to say.”

Mo Huaifeng smiled. “Then we shall be bothering you.”

A.K. gritted his teeth. “You rascal, don’t think I’m letting you guys be free loaders here.”

“Don’t worry.” Mo Huaifeng, added, then looked towards Ji Zhiyao who was still in a daze, the corner of his lips lifted up. “Come here and greet your master.”

“What?”

“A.K. has agreed to take you in.”

Ji Zhiyao’s wholly confused face instantly became a beaming one, and leaped up right away. “Is that for real? Captain, don’t you lie to me! Ahh I’m becoming my idol’s disciple I’m so excited!”

So was it right or wrong for him to let Ji Zhiyao take A.K. as his master?

Was it too late for him to regret his decision now?

Mo Huaifeng had yet to come to a conclusion, when he had to helplessly watch Ji Zhiyao bounce towards A.K. and bow reverently.

His face instantly fell, and became expressionless.

Because he gained a little disciple who was more gifted, A.K was already quite pleased at heart, now through his peripherals he caught sight of Mo Huaifeng’s long face, he instantly became even happier. He reached out and patted Ji Zhiyao’s shoulders warmly and nodded at him at the same time.

Damn it.

Mo Huaifeng took a few steps forward, grabbed Ji Zhiyao’s collar and lifted him back to his side.

Ji Zhiyao was puzzled and turned back to glance at the hand grabbing his collar that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, then lifted his head confusedly and saw Mo Huaifeng speaking in a very impatient manner to A.K.

A.K. was grinning like the cat that ate the canary, then Mo Huaifeng became even more annoyed and dragged Ji Zhiyao out of the house.

What had he done wrong?

He was lifted all the way till the doorway, then Mo Huaifeng let go and ordered fiercely, “Change your shoes and go.”

“Captain what’s up with you? Did you forget to take your medication again? I’ve yet to finish interacting with my master why are you so anxious to go?”

“Interact my ass. Don’t look at me, change your shoes!”

As they flagged down and cab and headed back to their villa, Mo Huaifeng had a long face.

Ji Zhiyao really could not figure out what was going on and simply gave up, his entire heart was filled the joy from becoming a disciple under A.K. Even the dismal way that he’d been feeling these few days from having their advance spot taken away was thrown to the back of his mind, he was exceedingly delighted.

Hence Mo Huaifeng’s face turned even darker.

They travelled the entire way in a bizarre atmosphere till they arrived at the battleteam’s villa, alighting one after the other. Ji Zhiyao was happily humming a tune softly, but with a darting glance, he noticed that Mo Huaifeng had suddenly stopped walking and was looking in another direction.

Ji Zhiyao followed his line of sight and looked over, but did not find anything.

Hence he shuffled to Mo Huaifeng’s side and looked around while asking, “Captain, what are you looking at?”

“Just remembered that I need to make a call, you go first.”

Ji Zhiyao did not suspect that it was anything else and agreed with an “okay” before treading on light steps into the villa.

Hearing the sound of the front door closing, Mo Huaifeng’s eyes gradually grew cold.

He lifted his feet and walked towards the direction that he looked in earlier.

Behind the seemingly peaceful shade of trees, soft rustles could vaguely be heard.

The corner of Mo Huaifeng’s lips twitched, he rounded past the big tree then his hand accurately and relentless shot out and grabbed-

“Ouch!”

A man carrying a camera fell to the ground with a thud.

The moment he saw the camera before his chest, Mo Huaifeng already figured out the man’s identity of a paparazzi. He sneered and said in a totally a disgusted tone, “You guys even managed to find such a place, that’s quite capable. Which media company are you from?”

A good old eSports scene, but there were always people trying to pull such stunts every day.

Sickening.

The paparazzi looked up anxiously and doubtful, taking a few peeps with darting eyes, but did not speak.

“Shang Lu?”

The paparazzi kept this mouth tightly shut but his Adam’s apple rolled up and down nervously.

It seemed so, the most notorious media company in the eSports scene, infamously known for loving to invade and photograph private moments of players, was only this one.

Mo Huaifeng squatted down under the man’s glower, and took the memory card from the camera.

Standing up, he broke the card in his hand and said, “Go back and ask your boss, if he is not afraid of the company closing down, continue to come take photos.”

After chasing the reporter from Shang Lu Media away, Mo Huaifeng threw the broken bits of the memory card in his hand into a random bin, then opened the door to the villa and walked in.

His slippers had been taken out and thrown beside the doormat but the left and right foot were flipped around, one look told him that it had been casually thrown down by a certain person.

Mo Huaifeng’s eyes curved as he smiled, after changing his shoes, he walked into the house.

In less than two steps, he heard a super loud yell “I’m just asking if all of you are envious of me” alongside the others’ “damn it you mutt what kind of sh*t luck are you on, what kind of taste does A.K have” all mixed together, he knew at once it was Ji Zhiyao bragging, sounding so proud that if he was a dog, his tail would definitely be wagging away… The smile in Mo Huaifeng’s eyes grew deeper, he was not in a hurry to head into the training room, instead he pulled out his phone, as if being reminded of something.

[Mix.FiV: Don’t try to pry into my life, with him, we will wait for all of you at the international league.]

After publishing this post, Mo Huaifeng went into his own feed and tapped around.

[Are you sure you want to deactivate this account?]

He tapped on “yes” without any hesitation.

With a flash of the interface, he was already logged out.

Mo Huaifeng uninstalled the app while he was at it, not a slight bit of reluctance in his expression.

“Captain, I heard someone open the door earlier, but no one walked in even after a long time, what are doing hiding here?”

Ji Zhiyao’s head suddenly poked out from behind the door, Mo Huaifeng instinctively pushed him. “Had some things to do.”

“Doesn’t make sense, you’re suddenly so secretive, don’t tell me you have someone else behind my back?”

The warmth that surrounded him from his confession on Weibo earlier was completely drained by this comment, Mo Huaifeng fired back with a blank face, “What do you think?”

“I think not.”

Ji Zhiyao was made timid by his Captain’s evil but alluring smile, scratching his head, he said, “The few of them inside are still waiting for you, Yuan Wei said to get to go in to confirm the schedule.”

Mo Huaifeng nodded, then entered the training room with Ji Zhiyao.

As they weren’t training, everyone was sprawled on all sides, lazing on the sofa, the only ones sitting normally were Yuan Wei, the stats analyzer and their coach. Seeing Mo Huaifeng walk in, Xiao instantly straightened up and grumbled, “Captain you’re really too biased, my idol is A.K. too, why didn’t you take me to go take him as my master?”