Had she been upset? Bo Jiu wasn't sure how she had felt back then.
She watched as he took over the phone, navigating around the map like a new player, who was completely unfamiliar with the surroundings. He moved slowly and had even walked into a wall.
There was a time when she had made a vow to never let him fall from his helm. She could still remember the figure dressed in white, with a longsword in his hand. With just a wave, he could take the first drop of HP.
Even until this moment, video footage of his games was still found on every major esports site. Regardless of his orb walk or his techniques, they were all a textbook-like existence. In Hero, he could move around freely and with ease, like the wind. He had executed the Three Thousand Knife Cutting over and over for his five consecutive kills. The image blazed into her memory, visible the moment she shut her eyes. This was why she was aggravated when the assassin mocked his orb walk.
