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"Alright, let's tidy up and get ready for bed!"
Su Huai stripped off his military training uniform, grabbed his washbasin, toothpaste, and soap, and called his two 'sons' out.
"Huai, you go ahead!"
Sao Ji was still not in high spirits, snapped on his headphones, and started another game.
Su Huai watched as he clenched his teeth in annoyance and chose the mid-lane Yasuo, only for the opponent to instantly lock in Malzahar. Su Huai couldn't help but silently mourn: Kid, may you rest in peace!
There was no need to think about it; this game was definitely going to destroy keyboards. There was no chance of winning the game, but a one-sided flamewar might not necessarily end in a loss...
On the other hand, Xia Yu suddenly grimaced and shook his head: "Brother, you go first. Our counselor got the message and is looking for me."
Great, one's situation is worse than the other's.
You'll know whose advice to follow in the future, won't you?
