Chapter 551: Wait for me!

Looks like I overestimated G2...

This remark rang out softly in G2's lounge via the official livestream.

Because they had lost two straight matches to VG and KT, the G2 Zhong Ren were already in a terrible mood, each person turning into an easily ignited, explosive powder keg, and Liang Yan's sarcastic remark was undoubtedly like throwing a torch at them...

Boom!

The first to explode was Zven.

"Disappointed?! Damn it!"

Zven jumped up from the sofa, the poor chair kicked over again onto the floor, his face flushed red, veins bulging on his neck,

"What right does he have to be disappointed? He's not my teammate anymore! He's now an LPL person! What right does he have to talk to us like an old captain?! It's hilarious! He's not even a G2 member anymore! What gives him the right to point fingers at us?! Hilarious as hell! Uncultured bastard!! Fuck! Shit!! Fuck!!"

Even the usually mild-mannered Expect clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles whitening, gritting his teeth, his expression almost breaking:

"Indeed, that's too much..."

Jankos laughed twice, pulling a self‑mocking smile at the corner of his mouth:

"Last year when I was with H2K, I heard G2 had a god; this year I was lucky to join, but the god left, leaving behind a bunch of people who disappointed him... Damn hilarious."

Perkz likewise had a grim face.

And Mithy seemed a bit absent‑minded.

Lao Zhang and Tang Anna exchanged a glance, but said nothing.

Ka Lao Si silently stood up, walked over, and lifted the chair that Zven had kicked over, sighing to himself, even muttering in Chinese:

"Sigh…… Well said, I'm also disappointed; we could have played better, could have beaten him and then strutted our stuff, but they gave us a chance and we messed up…… Shameful, we deserve it, we deserve to be scolded, even scolded in front of the whole world, embarrassing, damn embarrassing……"

Ka Lao Si lifted his head and calmly surveyed everyone,

"Can you take it?"

He didn't let anyone answer, asking and answering himself:

"Anyway I can't take it, it's too damn miserable. I thought you'd gone through so much, already reborn as a phoenix……"

Ka Lao Si suddenly gave a cold chuckle twice, shook his head and walked out, letting out a deep sigh:

"Turns out they're all chickens, little hens, cluck cluck! Little hens, cluck cluck cluck! Heh heh... Forget it, after the match we might as well disband, this bunch of chickens is hopeless……"

Everyone stared at each other, for a moment forgetting to stay angry.

"Is this guy okay?"

"It's just losing two group matches; are you driven mad?"

But what nobody knew was that Ka Lao Si's true feelings weren't as painful as he seemed; on the contrary, he actually felt quite relaxed right now.

Nobody else knows how G2 won last year's championship, but doesn't Ka Lao Si know? Setting aside all details, that trophy was actually snatched by Liang Yan alone.

So, after Liang Yan left the team, Ka Lao Si's expectations for the new season were actually very low, because he clearly understood how much damage Liang Yan's departure would do to G2's strength; as for this MSI, no joke, Ka Lao Si even prepared himself for the possibility that G2 might not make it out of groups.

As it turned out, as soon as the matches began, Ka Lao Si was overjoyed—on day one G2 beat the LCK spring champions KT! They even came close to wiping out VG afterward!

Such performance far exceeded Ka Lao Si's expectations—it felt like a parent who had braced for their child to only get into a junior college, only to see them get accepted into a bar‑dance program.

Although they lost in the second round, G2's strength had been proven——

Under normal conditions, they could trade blows with world‑class strong teams, and against wild‑card and lower‑tier teams from other regions they could easily crush them.

What is this called?

A strong team!

Even without Liang Yan, G2 is a team that can stand alongside traditional powerhouses like SKT and Gen. G—a true world‑top strong team!

That's enough.

Who in the world is truly an invincible, ever‑victorious general?

You know, this year's MSI, even SKT couldn't make it!

So saying it's enough, Ka Lao Si truly feels this is already sufficient; the trophy representing the highest achievement G2 already has one, as for whether they can sweep all titles, that depends on luck……

Ka Lao Si was wandering through the backstage corridor, turned a corner, and almost bumped into someone coming the other way; he looked up and was stunned.

Liang Yan was also stunned.

Afterwards Ka Lao Si looked a bit embarrassed, rubbing his head and scratching his face, acting like he had ADHD, changing the subject:

"Um…… I really wasn't intentionally waiting for you……"

"Oh, I know."

Liang Yan nodded, and for a moment he was also at a loss for words.

This was the first time he had met Ka Lao Si since leaving G2.

Yes, after being in Brazil this long, staying at the same hotel on the same floor, today was the first time they'd met.

Before this, Ka Lao Si had been deliberately avoiding Liang Yan; Liang Yan later figured it out, thought it strange, but never made a special effort to seek him out, so they had never met.

Until today, when they suddenly ran into each other.

"Well…… if it's all right, I'll head back first."

Feeling the atmosphere stiff, and seeing the other party almost embarrassed enough to dig a three‑bedroom apartment out of the ground, Liang Yan decided to temporarily let Ka Lao Si off the hook.

"Oh oh, okay..."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye..."

Liang Yan walked past Ka Lao Si, and they went their separate ways.

But as Liang Yan's hand rested on the door handle of the VG lounge, a hurried footsteps sounded down the corridor, and turning his head he saw Ka Lao Si emerge from the corner.

"Hey!"

Ka Lao Si shouted loudly, looking at Liang Yan from afar, his expression extremely complex.

Liang Yan's hand left the door handle, he turned to face Ka Lao Si squarely, and smiled:

What's the matter?

……

Ka Lao Si hesitated, then suddenly put on a fierce look, pointing at Liang Yan and gesturing in the air:

Don't delete my WeChat—wait for me!

Oh.

Also, next time don't be so blunt when you speak—Lu Ka gets hurt!

Sorry, but I can only do this.

Alright.

Ka Lao Si's mouth muttered twice, the fierce look gone from his face, replaced by a troubled expression; finally he murmured like a mosquito:

Um... I still have to thank you.

You're welcome, we're friends.

Liang Yan smiled at Ka Lao Si, waved, then pushed the door and went in.

Ka Lao Si's shoulders slumped all at once, his whole body like a deflated balloon.

This guy... after not seeing him for so long, he didn't even bother to say hello.

Hmph!