Wei Xiao looked at this line of words in a daze. He felt like there was a wall blocking his heart, suffocating him so much he couldnt breathe.

He refused to accept it. Theres no past! The current FTW is new!

The captain wasnt wallowing in the past. Hed already set it down a long time ago. The current FTW was a brand new one, and although it didnt have the same strength as the Team of Gods, no matter whether it was him, Ning Zhehan, Yue Wenle, or Bai Cai, they were all working hard for that final trophy. They would definitely send FTW to the altar again!

He might think this, but there was a tiny voice that popped out from a small corner of his brainwas that all it was?

Yan Jiang had already said so much and didnt plan to continue being vague about the topic. He gave Wei Xiao the most straightforward sentence, More than FTW.

Wei Xiaos hand froze.

Yan Jiang: The 17 year old Close ran away from home. I dont know about his family situation, and I dont want to embarrass him.

This was the last sentence. Hed already said all that could be said.

Yan Jiang quit the game and left the training room.

Time in a foreign country was different from time in the motherland.

It was 10PM in China, but here, the sky was filled with the setting sun, reflecting off the slow-moving river like a ribbon of light.

Yan Jiang lit up a cigarette, set his elbow on the railing, and looked coldly at the slowly setting sun.

Three years ago.

In the rising FTW, the half grown youth who had dreams in his heart had passed a sleepless night after learning that he was about to be sold like an object.

The peak was fleeting, and profits and interests always reigned supreme.

It was better to stop at the right time than let the Team of Gods become a bubble that popped in the next season. The maximum benefit that FTW could obtain would be to sell the players whod just won the world championship.

Kim Sung-hyuns contract had expired, and hed decided to go home a long time ago. Yuan Ze, as a mixed blood, didnt care which competition zone he was in. Only Yuan Ze, Xie He, and Close hesitated when faced with this disaster.

Their contracts were all in FTWs hands, and it was difficult for them to do anything.

Xie He hated Yan Jiang the most in the team. If it wasnt necessary, then he could go without saying a single word with him for a whole month, but that day, hed taken the initiative to find their captain and asked him, What should I do?

Yan Jiang:

Xie He bowed his head. He was holding a cigarette that had almost burned down to his fingers despite the fact he hadnt even lifted it to his lips. I want to stay in China.

He didnt care about something like the Team of Gods, and he didnt care if they separated or not. Their relationship had never been anything special and being opponents might be better than being teammates.

Yan Jiang was very straightforward. FTW wont let you stay in China.

The China competition zone couldnt afford such a high price. FTW just wanted to sell them for the best price, no matter which competition zone they ended up in.

Xie He didnt realize that the cigarette butt was burning his fingers. His black eyes were fierce when he looked up. Then whats the point in transferring myself!

He couldnt stay in China anyway, so what was the difference between getting sold and leaving by himself?!

Yan Jiang looked at him. At least itll be your own choice.

Xie He:

The worlds number one support, the worlds number one mid-laner, the worlds number one top-laner, the worlds number one ADC

Behind this infinite glory was boundless darkness.

The development of the domestic e-sports industry had been slower than that of foreign countries, especially since various aspects of their society and ways of thinking had led to contempt and disdain for e-sports.

China competition zones clubs, which hadnt achieved any significant results at the time, were far from being able to attract the attention of anyone with sufficient capital.

Domestic clubs couldnt afford such a high price, but foreign teams were scrambling to put in high bids.

FTW didnt care about how the whole competition zone was doing, and even had the mentality that they could hit the jackpot again: Even if they sold the Team of Gods, they might still be able to dominate in China, and they might even be able to cultivate a new team.

Why not?

Other than the Kim Sung-hyun whose contract was expiring, the other peoples contracts were all in FTWs hands, and they only had one way left to go.

They could either be sold or take the initiative to contact the right team in order to fight for what was left of their final rights and interests.

As long as the price was right, FTW would still respect their wishes.

Yuan Ze had lived in North America before and went to a region he knew well.

Yan Jiang and Xie He went to Europe.

Yan Jiang went to WP, a place that only treated him as a cash cow.

During those stormy, turbulent days, even someone like Xie He who never bowed to anyone had gone to seek out Yan Jiang, but Close never showed any vulnerability or helplessness.

Yan Jiang had taken the initiative to go and find Close.

In fact, of the whole team, Yuan Ze and Kim Sung-hyun had the best relationship with Close.

Unfortunately, Kim Sung-hyun and Yuan Ze found it difficult to understand how the other three felt.

What they were going to face wasnt only leaving FTW, but also leaving their home country.

Pulling up their roots and leaving home wasnt easy.

Yan Jiang had always had a cold temperament. When faced with Close, who was the same as him, they could live broadcast in the same room and double queue together for three hours without saying a word.

At the time, the fans had come up with all sorts of guesses, and their little articles proved, one after another, that they didnt have a good relationship. They even thought that Closes arrival was the root cause behind FTW splitting up.

Because he was too similar to Yan Jiang.

One mountain couldnt hold two tigers, not to mention two tigers from the Team of Gods.

If Close was a lively younger brother, he might be able to neutralize the atmosphere, but Close was even colder than Yan Jiang and more independent than Xie He. How could he neutralize the situation?

This was just exacerbating the conflict.

But, in reality, Close had used soloing to accompany Xie He to train up a unique thousand layers of clouds.

Kim Sung-hyun had also used his time soloing with Close to make him into a thief that all ADCs feared.

Yuan Zes death knight and Closes hidden thief used to be Glorys best top-jungler combination. Theyd played out many wonderful operations and abused countless teams until they were bleeding all over.

There was also Yan Jiang

Was there anyone who knew that Closes nine light arcs had been mastered during the time spent double queueing with Yan Jiang?

The Team of Gods couldnt play in the doubles competition.

They couldnt let go of their pride and couldnt cooperate with each other.

But theyd obtained an uncontestable 5v5 team competition championship.

Yan Jiang went to find Close.

At the time, Close was only 17 years old. His birthday was on Christmas Eve, so he would only turn 18 after Christmas.

17 years old was a very young age, but looking at the youth in front of him, it was hard for him to feel any sense of tenderness and immaturity from him.

He was born with impeccable features, but he never laughed.

His upbringing was obviously superior compared to that of ordinary people, and it made him seem even more out of tune with his surroundings.

He was silent and didnt speak, and he never showed his happiness or anger. How was he anything like a young teenager? There were many adults who werent even as calm as he was.

Yan Jiang didnt like him very much.

It was hard to like someone who was very similar to oneself.

What are your plans for the future? Yan Jiang asked him.

Close was silent for a while.

Yan Jiangs voice was even as he told Close all about the current situation and what was going to happen. Although he felt that Close understood it all, as an older adult, he still made sure that everything was explained clearly.

At least for this moment, Yan Jiang had to regard him as a 17 year old youth, a minor.

Close listened quietly without interrupting him from the beginning to the end. He didnt ask him anything.

It was rare for Yan Jiang to say so much, and he also felt a little irritated after talking: Close understood it all already, and hed spoken of everything in such detail like an idiot.

Me and Xie He are going to Europe. What about you? Yan Jiang tossed this question at him.

Close suddenly raised his head. His pair of black eyes that had seemed to be forever unshakable showed a hint of anxiety.

Yan Jiangs heart sank.

Closes thin lips opened and closed, and he only said a single word after a long time, Mm.

It was an ambiguous response. There wasnt a followup comment, statement, or expression of his own thoughts.

However, Yan Jiang wasnt just anyone else.

Regarding something that even Yuan Ze could suspect, how could he not have thought of it?

Yan Jiang took a breath and asked him, You arent thinking of buying FTW, are you?

Close:

Yan Jiang only felt that his breath was blocked in his throat, cooling down the words he spoke, Its not necessary.

Like before, Closes response was still a cold Mm.

Those words gushed up to his mouth, but Yan Jiang was ultimately still unable to say it out loud.

Its not necessary. No one is worth you paying out so much for.

Getting away hadnt been easy, why go back?

Yan Jiang signed a transfer contract with WP more quickly than anyone had expected.

At the end, he sent Close a message, There arent any endless feasts in this world.

It took a long time before Close sent him back three words, See you later.

The FTW team loved soloing.

Every time someone lost, they would say see you later to the other party.

These words filled up the WeChat message boxes for the four people, Yuan Ze, Xie He, Kim Sung-hyun and Close.

Only Yan Jiang never soloed with them, so hed never received this message before.

See you later.

How would they see each other again later?

Yan Jiang stubbed out the cigarette butt and returned to the training room amidst the falling night.