Seeing this message, Fat Bear raised his eyebrows, a mocking expression in his eyes.

Now this is going to be a good show.

Ever since Xing Zai said they weren’t a couple, the girl’s mood had seemed off. Even an outsider like him could sense it, yet Xing Zai remained blissfully unaware.

Time to give my good buddy a hand.

With that in mind, Fat Bear quickly typed in the all-chat, "Yao Mei, duo queue with me next game. I’ll carry you and help you climb the ranks."

Hearing Han Xin’s offer, Marco Polo quickly chimed in, "Yao Mei, I’m a top-ranked player on this server. If you duo with me, I can get you to King in no time. And I’ll only carry you, no other girls."

The allure of reaching King was considerable for female players, and Marco Polo was confident Yao Mei wouldn’t be able to resist. He had used this tactic to poach countless players’ girlfriends. Its success rate was so high that he now did it for fun. After he succeeded, he would simply ghost them, ignoring any attempts they made to contact him.

As he put it, any girl who could be so easily lured away by someone else wasn’t worth his time. He was doing them a favor. They should be thanking him.

Hearing Marco Polo’s words, Fat Bear quickly typed, "It’s just reaching King, right? Yao Mei, I can take you there too."

"How many stars do you have?" Marco typed in chat.

"And how many do you have?" Han Xin shot back. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"I have 25 stars. You?"

"I have 26 stars," Han Xin replied.

Xue Xing was surprised to see Fat Bear say this.

He’s only Diamond, how can he claim to have 26 stars?

Marco continued, "Han Xin, let’s 1v1. Whoever loses has to leave. How about it?"

Watching the two of them bicker, Xue Xing was speechless.

Two guys fighting over me? What is this?

He spoke over voice chat, "Fat Bear, stop making trouble."

The mid and top laners on his team reacted instantly in the chat.

Mid Laner: "!!!!"

Top Laner: "!!!!!"

A guy... he’s a guy! they both thought, stunned. Yao Mei is a guy, so what about their marksman? Could they be a guy, too? Add in the jungler, and you’ve got a love-hate triangle between three men? When did the world get this crazy!?

They all had a tacit understanding to stay quiet and just enjoy the drama.

I wonder what kind of face the enemy marksman will make when he finds out Yao Mei is a guy. He’s obviously a pro at hitting on girls in games. Who knows how many couples he’s broken up. He definitely never expected to crash and burn here today.

Fat Bear deliberately misinterpreted him and typed in the public chat, "What? You’re saying you really like your marksman, and you’re worried he’ll get upset if you play with someone else? Yao Mei, let me tell you, you can’t be with someone so emotionally unstable. You’ll just end up suffering."

Marco took the bait immediately. "Yao Mei, is your marksman that volatile? Come with me. I’m very gentle. I promise to treat only you well."

Xue Xing got anxious and snapped, "Fat Bear, what are you doing?"

"Relax, I’m just messing with the other team," Fat Bear replied casually. "Why so mad? It’s not like it’s going to kill you."

Xue Xing was left speechless. His gaze flickered over to Si Wen, who remained as silent as ever. For some reason, Xue Xing suddenly felt a surge of anger.

Does she really not care if I duo queue with someone else?

At that moment, Marco Polo approached Si Wen’s character and performed a recall taunt, deliberately circling Xue Xing in an evident provocation. Xue Xing initially wanted to walk away, but after a moment’s thought, he stood his ground, letting Marco Polo put on his show.

"Hey, you little runt, see that?" Marco Polo typed. "Yao Mei is planning to come with me. With skills as trash as yours, you shouldn’t be out here embarrassing yourself. Go get a job." After typing that, he killed Si Wen’s character.

Yet even then, Si Wen made no move. Even Fat Bear started to wonder if he’d been overthinking things. Maybe she didn’t like Xue Xing at all and just wanted a game partner. Though Xue Xing had long suspected this, he still felt a pang of disappointment.

"Yao Mei, 75*87****, this is my QQ number," Marco Polo typed, feeling triumphant. "Remember to add me later. I’ll carry you in the future and show you what a real top-ranked marksman can do."

Just then, Si Wen’s respawn timer ended, and she revived.

Xue Xing still hadn’t moved. Marco Polo circled around him, spamming the Recall button like a complete lapdog. But he was completely oblivious, basking in his perceived victory.

After reviving, Si Wen walked toward them. To be precise, she positioned herself opposite Xue Xing and Marco Polo, forming a strange triangle. Marco Polo sauntered up to Si Wen and initiated another recall, striking a victor’s pose. The enemy team had all gathered around to watch the show.

"The game... is over," Marco Polo typed, before hitting Si Wen with a basic attack. He assumed she would just let him hit her like before.

However, a second later, Si Wen moved. With a fluid 1-2-3 combo of her skills, she vaporized him.

Large question marks materialized over Marco Polo’s head. He had no idea what had just happened.

How did I die out of nowhere!

Seeing this, his teammates rushed forward to kill Si Wen. Xue Xing’s reflexes were faster than his thoughts; before he knew it, he had already mounted Si Wen. Then, the two of them moved in perfect sync, tearing through the enemy team.

*Double Kill*

*Triple Kill*

*Quadra Kill*

*Penta Kill*

*Aced!*

As the "Aced!" announcement echoed in his ears, Han Xin stood frozen, unable to process what had just happened. He didn’t snap out of it until he saw Si Wen, with Xue Xing still on her, destroy the enemy’s first turret.

That was brutal... a two-versus-five.

The mid and top laners were also stunned by Si Wen’s ferocity. They never expected their marksman, despite her terrible score, to turn the game around like that. They hadn’t even had time to provide support. If someone claimed she was using hacks, they would’ve believed it.

Marco Polo had it the worst. From that point on, Si Wen killed him the instant he appeared on the map, giving him no chance to react.

"Hey, runt!" Marco Polo typed, completely tilted. "If you have any guts, tell Yao Mei to get off, and let’s 1v1!"

"Just admit you can’t win," Han Xin replied. "Why call for a 1v1? You seemed pretty happy killing her with your support earlier, didn’t you? The tables have turned, that’s all. You need to work on your mentality, buddy."

"Han Xin, what are you so proud of?" Marco Polo shot back. "You were making a big fuss earlier, but Yao Mei ignored you completely."

"Eh, I’m different from you," Han Xin typed coolly. "I hope Yao Mei *doesn’t* stick with me. A 220-pounder? I can’t handle that."

Marco Polo fell silent.

A 220-pound Yao Mei... what’s that supposed to mean? Could she be a ’dinosaur’?

The image of his target being a ’dinosaur’ made Marco Polo’s stomach turn. However, an even bigger shock was still to come.