“I feel sorry for your team,” Xyla Quest stated, glancing at Stanley Batton’s gameplay to see that they had already lost their advantage.
The rest of his team couldn’t fight against five opponents without him, leaving only four of them playing actively.
They started cursing at him.
“Hey, dude! Are you crazy? What the hell?”
“What is the meaning of this? Hurry up and start moving, or else I’ll report you.”
“Could the opponents have sent him here?”
Xyla started getting annoyed by their criticisms.
“Your teammates are all yelling at you because they are about to lose,” she said as she lifted her chin toward his phone.
Glancing at his screen, he picked it up leisurely. “Not exactly.”
He began to play while keeping his hold on Xyla, ignoring the ongoing curses courtesy of his teammates.
“Hey, idiot! What are you doing?”
“You don’t know how to play at all, do you?”
“You got lucky when you made those god-like moves, didn’t you?”
As they spoke, Stanley made another error during a team fight and got himself killed instantly.
His teammates began yelling even more intensely—
“You’re horrible at this!”
“You’re doing it again. Get lost if you can’t play.”
“I now believe that he only lucked out earlier when he played so well.”
He completely ignored them with a look of indifference as he casually purchased some equipment before returning to continue the team fight.
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