Chapter 392: My Brother Will Break off the Engagement with You Sooner or Later

From the audience, Orson silently gave a thumbs-up. To deal with disgusting tactics, you had to fight back with equally disgusting methods.

"Captain Farrell, have you noticed that Hawk seems different this year?"

Orson nodded, "Yes, they look a lot like when they won six consecutive championships before. It seems their so-called foreign aid is actually their former coach." "Damn, this could be tough."

Orson rubbed his nose, "What are you afraid of? My brother is no slouch either. With his tactical training, we'll be fine."

With Jared around, Orson had no fear.

On the other side, Jared and Tina were also watching the match.

"Lysander's skills have improved," Jared said.

Tina smiled, "He was never bad; he just never had good coordination. A few pointers and he figured it out himself."

Jared looked at Tina with jealousy in his voice, "Tina, don't praise other men in front of me."

"Okay, I'll praise them behind your back."

"That's not allowed either."

Tina pinched Jared's cheek, "Don't be childish, old man."

Jared pursed his lips and proved just how childish he could be through his actions.

"Damn! The coach kissed his fiancée!"

"Exciting! This is live; aren't they afraid of being seen?"

Orson nearly ground his teeth to dust. "Shameless woman! Why is she still seducing my brother?"

Theodore clicked his tongue beside him. "Captain Farrell, they're engaged. How can you call that seduction?"

"Shut up."

Orson kicked out as Lysander pushed towards the base and headed straight for the crystal.

focus shifted back

Ten minutes later.

"Beautiful!"

the

group stage required two out of three wins.

can use Strategy B. Let's aim to finish

clearly didn't expect Lysander and his team to

decisive move ended in a

victories put FAI out of the running

internet buzzed with excitement as reporters swarmed to interview

using AD something you

foreign aid. Is

straight losses, what revived your

smiled and said, "We didn't hire foreign aid. Our coach came back. With

of Hawk's mysterious coach returning spread across

Hawk had a brief period

was back,

room, Orson leaned against a small window by the door, trying to catch a

second

PK with that mysterious coach

almost

fortune to recruit her after Jared

a photo together, maybe even have a meal and get some guidance. Most

would be an epic event in the esports

the break room door

off guard, Orson

frowned but recognized Orson before she

he was an idiot. What was he doing peeping at the

the floor without hiding his disdainful

are you

"Why can't

didn't think much of it-just assumed

your brother he's going to lose for sure. See you in the finals."

have any business here?"

Forget it; you wouldn't understand even if I told you. I really don't get why my

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