"Noob, if I don't kill you, I'll go AFK," Zhang Fan calmly typed on the keyboard.
"Damn, you're still typing at this time?"
Watching Zhang Fan's fingers fly across the keyboard, the words he typed made the bearded man behind him almost pop his eyes out.
Fuck, Sword Saint with one Q, launch your ultimate, and chop you like chopping a dog.
Now super minions were also coming on top lane, and people were pushing mid and bottom lanes, while Zhao Xin and Prince, those two scrubs, were still clearing monsters in the jungle. Only mid lane's mage and the support Seraphine were still desperately holding on.
If Vayne dies, how the hell are we supposed to continue playing? Sword Saint alone could sneakily take down our nexus.
"Quick, get Prince and Zhao Xin back here," the bearded man immediately yelled at the person playing Seraphine beside him.
"No time!" that person snapped. He glanced at Zhang Fan's Vayne and furiously cursed, "Kid, if we lose this one, I swear I'll kill you."
