The figure that walked out of the bus was slender and thin.
He had a head of simple and fine short hair.
The SSK uniform on his body was also inconspicuous among the group of teammates around him.
But his aura was uncontrollably seeping out and diffusing into the air. He was calm and proud, indifferent and aloof.
When he got off the bus, he also noticed the crowd at the entrance of the hotel lobby. The figure raised his head as if he had sensed it, and naturally met Lin Huang's gaze head-on.
Their gazes met in midair.
Lin Huang's gaze was bright and sharp.
And that person's gaze was not inferior to Lin Huang's, but it was even more indifferent and emotionless.
Perhaps only a handful of people who truly understood that person could capture the biting cold hostility and murderous intent in the depths of that cold and indifferent gaze.
At that moment, it seemed like nothing else mattered to Lin Feng anymore. Even the mysterious person who was hiding behind the scenes, which he had always been vigilant and afraid of, had temporarily been forgotten.
Because in the end, he was still a professional esports player.
His opponents were naturally only on the stage.
Even if he needed to be vigilant against the fog and existences outside of the arena or behind the scenes, it would never be a place where he would put all his effort.
And from start to finish, there was only one person that he truly saw as his only enemy.
"Han Shihao — —"
Beside him, Shi Hang noticed where Lin Huang was looking and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. Then the other people beside him also came back to their senses, and their faces couldn't help but change.
Then everyone came to their senses, and their gazes began to shift back and forth between Lin Huang and the figure not far away, with a strange and complicated expression.
For many of them …
This was also the first time.
The first time they were truly witnessing it with their own eyes.
They saw the two strongest mid laners in the world in Season S1 face off against each other in such a short distance.
On both sides were the entire six club teams from the LPL and LCK divisions, and between the crowd, there seemed to be only these two figures facing off against each other. Where their gazes met, there was a faint smell of gunpowder slowly spreading.
"I should take a picture of this …"
Wildsnow Nightsong muttered to himself.
If there was a cameraman present to record this scene perfectly, it would be a scene that would go down in the annals of esports history. It might even be more important than the photo of Han Shihao, Phoenix, Moon, and Autumn standing side by side in the earliest official evaluation of the Four Emperors.
Shi Hang could not help but nod as he listened.
"Why don't we take a photo? We can submit it to some gossip media to earn some extra money."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Lin Feng said, shaking his head. "If you have the time, you should go to the stadium and check it out." Lin Feng's face darkened.
His tone remained the same, as if he had not been affected in the slightest.
Both Huangxue Nightsong and Shi Hang widened their eyes in surprise.
"Eh?"
"That's it?"
Lin Feng was puzzled. "What do you mean? What else do you want me to do — "
Wildsnow Nightsong yelled, "Old enemies meet, and you're just going to stare at each other? Shouldn't you have said something harsh or something? "
Shi Hang nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes, yes. At least we can reminisce about the past."
As a spectator, it felt like an exciting show was about to begin, but it ended so abruptly without any notice. Their eagerness to watch the show was like being scratched by countless ants.
"You're overthinking it." Lin Feng rolled his eyes. "There's no such thing. We only met half a year ago anyway."
At this point, a certain someone paused again.
"Also …"
"What's the point of saying something harsh?"
A certain someone raised his head and cast a glance at the figure not far away. His gaze became calm and calm again.
"Even if you want to say something, wait until we meet on the field."
… …
Han Shihao retracted his gaze. Just then, his teammates walked up to him from behind. Noticing the direction where Mafa's gaze landed, Mafa also looked toward the entrance of the lobby. Very quickly, he recognized Snowy Nightsong, Morning Star, Shi Hang, and Tian Tian. Then, his gaze landed on a certain person.
The eyes of SSK's Seven King jungler narrowed.
"It's him?"
Han Shihao, who was beside him, gave a noncommittal "Hmm."
Mafa's eyes narrowed.
"Why is he here?"
It was rare for someone to attract the interest and attention of the Korean King of Junglers, who was ranked alongside Nian Thirteen as the best jungler in the world. But after recognizing Lin Feng's identity, Mafa naturally paid attention to him.
However, Han Shihao did not seem to care. He spoke in a cold and emotionless tone.
"It's none of my business."
"I'm not interested."
It was just like the usual style and attitude of the world's best mid laner.
But as a comrade who had fought alongside him for many years and a rare friend, Mafa could tell that Han Shihao's words were not what he meant. The corner of his mouth curled up.
Is he really not interested …
But he knew his comrade's temper, so he did not pursue the matter.
Not far away, Lee Daozai and M, who had alighted from another bus, also noticed the LPL players outside the lobby of the Hilton Hotel. However, the two Korean legends from the previous generation were looking past Wildsnow Nightsong, Morning Star, Shi Hang, and Tien Tian. These were the top LPL players who were currently active in the international arena.
Their gazes landed on Lin Feng.
M adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose. His eyes behind the lenses were scrutinizing and interested.
"That's the little guy."
"The heir chosen by 001?"
Lee Daozai snorted. "You have a good memory."
Indeed, for M, the first time he saw the person chosen by No. 1 as his heir was at the S1 World Finals a few years ago. It had been five or six years since then, but he was still able to recognize Lin Feng at this moment. It was a testament to his excellent memory and eyesight.
"A genius contestant who can fight evenly with Shihao in the past will always make people pay more attention to him." M smiled gently and looked at someone not far away with undisguised interest and appreciation in his eyes. "Since this little guy is here, then 001 and 005 should not be far away."
Lee Daozai replied coldly.
"So what if they are here?"
"Even if it's them, they won't be able to make any waves this time."
"As for this little guy —"
Lee Daozai glanced at Lin Feng not far away and sneered.
"He's just a stepping stone for Shihao."
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