Chapter 5: I Won't Apologize

Clang!!

Trick was kicked over along with his chair.

"Ohf***!!"

"Holyshit!!"

"Whatthehell?!"

Everyone shouted in surprise.

At the moment Trick fell over, the Korean compatriot Emperor not only failed to catch him, but even instinctively stepped back to dodge; he was just standing off to the side, shaken, not daring to go help him up, let alone help fight.

The others also froze on the spot.

A camera originally mounted on the monitor fell to the ground.

Its owner was streaming live on Twitch.

The viewers in the live stream were shocked to witness Trick being kicked away.

In an instant, the barrage exploded.

The screen was full of "lol" and "ohhhhhhhh", with a few "holy shit" flying by.

The camera was of good quality; even falling from over a meter high didn't break it.

The stream also didn't disconnect.

The angle was just right.

After Liang Yan kicked with one foot, he didn't stop there; instead, he quickly caught up and stepped with one foot on Trick's chest as he struggled to get up.

He bent over, looking down at Trick, almost putting his entire weight on Trick.

From the viewers' perspective in the live stream, this scene was full of oppression.

Trick's chest bore the heavy pressure, he couldn't breathe, and his brain felt more dazed from lack of oxygen.

"You..."

Slap!!

Liang Yan expressionlessly flung a fierce slap at Trick's face.

"You..."

Slap!!

Liang Yan still didn't want to hear him speak; without a word he swung another slap, hitting the same side of Trick's face, which visibly swelled.

Trick, being stepped on the ground, his lips trembling, realized he was facing a madman—both fearful and resentful—but dared not utter another word.

Not speaking?

Keep hitting!

Liang Yan raised his hand again.

But this time he couldn't bring it down.

Perkz finally reacted, rushing over and grabbing Liang Yan's hand from behind.

"What the hell are you doing?!!"

Perkz roared angrily into Liang Yan's ear.

Actually, Perkz and Trick aren't particularly close; aside from being teammates, they have no interaction in daily life, because Perkz is a lively, active person who doesn't mesh with Trick's gloomy personality.

But Perkz subconsciously feels he is the team's elder brother; a stranger showing up and hitting his teammate without a word makes him feel his authority is being challenged.

So Perkz stepped forward.

Suddenly, a commotion came from the doorway.

The surrounding spectators parted to make a path, revealing a person's silhouette.

Ka Lao Si stood there, seeing the chaotic scene in the training room, stunned.

"What happened?"

Liang Yan glanced back, snorted coldly, and slowly moved his foot.

"Boss! Wuwu..."

Upon seeing Ka Lao Si, Trick, as if finding his backbone, rolled twice on the ground to get away from the dangerous figure, then crawled a few times before standing up, ran to Ka Lao Si's side, and, feeling wronged and angry, pointed at Liang Yan standing still.

"I don't know where this madman came from, for no reason he ran over and hit me!"

In a certain live stream, the viewers laughed hysterically.

On site, Ka Lao Si's face darkened upon hearing Trick's complaint.

A youth training team member, having joined less than a day ago, beat the team's starting jungler.

Moreover, the jungler who was beaten was an absolute mainstay who won the regional MVP in the spring season, a major contributor!

What the hell is going on?!

Even if Ka Lao Si's first impression of Liang Yan was good, he really couldn't stand it now.

"You... come with me."

Ka Lao Si called the two out, and all the way with a dark face walked to the office.

Liang Yan walked behind with a cold expression.

Trick limped along, following closely behind Ka Lao Si, groaning softly with each step, his acting really lacking.

This guy was still mentally drafting a complaint, thinking about how to sue later.

In Trick's eyes, Liang Yan was already destined to be kicked out of G2, without a doubt, and Trick was thinking about how to make Liang Yan pay the highest price, preferably by getting him thrown into jail!

But Trick never expected that even by now, Ka Lao Si had no intention of letting Liang Yan leave.

In a place like Europe, the work atmosphere is more relaxed, and employees fighting is also quite normal.

Moreover, they had just arrived, their economic situation didn't look good, international airfare is still quite expensive, so Ka Lao Si really wouldn't do such a despicable thing.

But speaking of which, Ka Lao Si was puzzled——from the airport to the base, all along the contact, Ka Lao Si found this quick‑footed little Liang still quite open and straightforward, not at all like a natural "rage knight".

How did he suddenly burst out like he had activated blood rage?

The youth training training room and the first team training room aren't on the same floor; you can't even use the same toilet when going to the bathroom. Liang Yan, being a newcomer, shouldn't likely have any intense conflict with Trick, but the fact is it really happened just like that.

What the hell?

Ka Lao Si sat down in the boss's chair behind the desk, feeling puzzled, he gave a stern face and lifted his chin at the two, indicating they should also sit.

But there was only one chair.

Liang Yan moved first, directly plopping down and seizing the seat.

Trick, who had lost the initiative by pretending to be seriously injured and inconvenienced in movement, was instantly dumbfounded, staring at the whorl on Liang Yan's head as he sat in the chair, his brain nearly crashing.

No, you little brat, how……

%…&%￥#%&&！！

Trick could hardly describe what he was feeling at that moment; it felt as if ten thousand grass‑mud horses were running a marathon in his heart.

He then glanced at Ka Lao Si.

But Ka Lao Si had no reaction, speaking in a bland tone:

"Who wants to explain what's going on?"

"He hit me!"

As soon as his words fell, Trick loudly accused, pointing one hand at Liang Yan's head; his face showed not just indignation but more grievance, like a concubine bullied by the senior wife.

That expression wasn't fake; he was genuinely aggrieved.

To be honest, Trick still couldn't figure out why Liang Yan suddenly lashed out; he never imagined it was because he had insulted a "noob top laner" a few times in the game.

But what he said was nonsense.

Ka Lao Si looked at him speechlessly: "So, why did he hit you?"

Thus Trick blinked, saying: "I don't know either."

Having said that, he glared at Liang Yan with a furious face: "Why did you hit me?!"

Liang Yan didn't turn around, outright ignoring him, only looking at Ka Lao Si and calmly saying: "He insulted my friend and also disparaged my country."

???

Ka Lao Si and Trick both froze.

Trick finally reacted at this moment, opening his mouth but unable to speak.

Liang Yan was stating a fact; he had nothing else to say.

That top laner was actually his friend?

What a coincidence?

Alright, I did insult someone.

But……

Just this?!

Trick almost laughed out of anger.

Ka Lao Si said nothing, after a moment of contemplation he glanced at Trick, his expression very serious.

This is not funny at all.