All color was drained from Lu Yumo's face when he heard Mrs. Zhou's comment on him.
"Mom, when did I say that? Please stop right now!" Zhou Tingting did not dare look at Lu Yumo. Her face had gotten red from anger because of her mother.
Lu Yumo felt deep affection for electronic sports, and joining the international league to bring glory to his country was his dream.
Even though Zhou Tingting could not make heads or tails of this kind of bullsh*t dream, she knew Lu Yumo despised anyone who looked down on his dream.
She wrapped her arm around Mrs. Zhou's arm and said, "Let's talk about it later. We should go home now."
"No. Unless she apologizes to us, I'm not going back home. She hit your brother. As his sister, don't you think you should help him get back at her?"
