Indeed, just as No.1 and No.5 had predicted, even if he had a proud and aloof personality and was as unapproachable as a bullet, as long as they grasped his weakness and seduced his heart, the rest of the problem would not be a problem.
In this regard, it had to be said that Number One had a good grasp of the thoughts and thoughts of his old friend from North America from the previous generation.
This top legend of the previous generation in North America may have been invincible in the professional arena in the past, and his opponents could not find any flaws in him. But now, he had one biggest wish, which became his biggest "weakness."
He hoped to have an heir.
An heir.
This was like Lin Feng to Number One, and like Han Shihao to Li Daozai.
The two legends who truly stood on the throne of the previous generation had each found the most suitable heir, and the inheritance was steadily passed on to the new generation.
Bullet had also been looking for his heir for so many years.
However, his standards were too high and too picky. Ordinary newcomers could not enter his eyes at all. It was not easy for him to find a seedling like Blade, and Blade did live up to his expectations. After Bullet's guidance and cultivation, he shocked the world by fighting against Season 1 in the regular season in North America. Not only did he amaze the world, but his strength had also stepped into the realm of the Seven Kings.
For others, having such an heir was already very satisfying. There was no fault to be found.
But for Bullet …
There was indeed a trace of regret.
Because subconsciously, he still felt that this was not enough to truly satisfy him. In other words, maybe under his guidance, Blade could enter the realm of the Seven Kings or even the Yonkō (Four Emperors) and become an existence that no one could ignore in the new generation.
But …
It was not enough.
As a master, Bullet had already seen the end of the other's road and the ceiling from the first day he trained his heir —
Maybe one day in the future, he could also become a Yonkō (Four Emperors), but it would be extremely difficult to reach the height of Bullet.
Not to mention the possibility of reaching a higher realm.
So deep in his heart, he still had a faint hope that maybe one day he could meet a seedling who was more suitable to inherit his legacy.
And because of this.
Bullet was unable to reject the bait that Number One had given him because he had guessed Bullet's intentions.
Of course, the premise was that this bait was thrown out by Number One and Number Five. With these two as guarantors, it was enough to convince Bullet to temporarily believe and accept it. If it were someone else … it would be impossible for Bullet to have the patience to listen to such an absurd thing.
But there was no proof.
In the end, they still needed evidence.
On this point, Number One gave his own answer.
"You're in Manchester City, right?"
"Then let's meet up tomorrow. I have some video recordings of that young lady's games and competitions. You'll know once you see them."
This was indeed the most powerful means of proof.
Perhaps for ordinary people, watching a video of a match was just for fun, but for people at the level of Number One and Bullet, they only needed to watch one or two videos of a match to be able to see almost all the characteristics of any player.
Since No. 1 dared to say such a thing, he was proving to Bullet that he had enough confidence in himself.
On the other end of the phone, Bullet was silent again.
"If you lie to me —"
The coldness in his tone was extremely cold.
However, Number One didn't fall for this at all. Instead, he asked back with great interest,
"What if I didn't lie to you?"
This made Bullet choke for a moment on the other end of the phone. Then, he snorted and said,
"We'll talk after I watch the video."
But in fact, he had tacitly accepted Number One's proposal.
Number One and Number Five looked at each other with tacit understanding and smiled. They knew that the matter was basically settled at this point.
Just as Number One was about to say a few more words and hang up the phone, Bullet's voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone again.
"If it's true —"
The first half of the sentence was abruptly spoken, so Number One on the other end of the phone did not react for a moment. On the other end of the phone, Bullet seemed to be organizing his words. Perhaps he never thought that he would say such a thing one day. So when he said the second half of the sentence, his tone was a little awkward and stiff.
"If it's true."
"Let's forget about what happened before."
"I owe you one."
After that …
Without giving Number One a chance to react, the phone was hung up with a "pa" sound.
Number One on the other end of the phone had a strange expression on his face for a long time. Then, he could not help but laugh.
"This guy …"
"He really wants to find a successor."
Number Five raised his eyebrows and looked at his fiancé. "Speaking of which … how did you offend him before? How did he remember it for so long?"
As if he had poked Bullet's soft spot, Number One's voice came to an abrupt halt. Then, he waved his hand awkwardly.
"Ahem … it's a small matter. It's not worth mentioning."
"Let's not talk about it."
Number Five was a little dissatisfied with his fiancé's perfunctory answer. But then, he did not continue to pursue the matter. Instead, he sighed softly.
"That's great …"
"Handing Tang Tang over to Bullet would be the best outcome for both of them."
On one hand, he was happy for the innocent and cute girl. On the other hand, he sincerely felt gratified and blessed for his old rival and friend.
However, there was a hint of regret in his sigh.
Number One sensed his fiancée's slight disappointment. He held Number Five's hand gently.
"What? Do you think it's a pity?"
"Why don't I call that guy again and tell him that I won't give him to him. I'll leave Tang Tang to you."
Number Five could not help but burst into laughter. She patted the back of her fiancé's hand in rebuke.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm not that petty."
She paused for a moment. "Also … Tang Tang's style is indeed not suitable for me."
Although he was able to make such an objective and clear judgment, his tone still couldn't help but carry a sense of disappointment.
Because she was also one of the top legends of the previous generation.
The only person qualified to stand side by side with her was her old rival. She was about to find the perfect successor, but her successor … was still nowhere to be found.
No.
Actually, there was.
But that was in the past.
"If Ah Mo was still here … there wouldn't be any other ADC in the esports circle right now." Number One could not help but sigh. Then, he looked at Number Five and said, "Speaking of which, there really isn't a more suitable successor for you than that kid."
Number Five's eyes drooped.
There was a heavy sadness in his eyes.
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