Dt stood from his seat, grabbed Grunt’s jacket, and ran after him. Inin pulled on Ai Qing’s arm and whispered a suggestion, “Can we go back ourselves……”
Apparently Inin really feared Gun.
Gun seemed to detect Inin’s uneasiness. He stood up slowly from his chair and reached out to rub Inin’s hair into a mess. He half smiled and got close to him, “Are you afraid of me? I’m not your manager, what’s there to be afraid of?”
“No.” Inin was even more despondent. He apprehensively lowered his head and looked down at his own shoes. “I just thought I should…...go back earlier to practice.”
Gun wanted to continue playing around with him.
Ai Qing flipped away Gun’s hand and pulled Inin behind her.
It was very obvious that she wouldn’t allow anyone to bully her people.
Gun’s dark eyes moved from her to Inin, then looked back at her. “A player who’s lacking aggression in his character is truly Solo’s favorite…...Hasn’t he changed after so many years? I heard that Solo paid lots of money to hire him at the time. How is it? Has he regretted it yet?”
Then he picked up his black jacket from the chair and turned around. His face instantly turned gloomy without the cynicism he had earlier when he was teasing Inin. He left in an unpleasant mood.
Inin patted his chest, “So scary.”
They were with people from several Korean clubs on their way back. Inin acted as the translator occasionally. It was quite unexpected that despite Grunt’s loss, he had became the focus of their conversation. When Inin told them that Ai Qing was very familiar with K&K’s major players, they became even more interested.
Korean mixed with Chinese, they happily conversed all the way back.
Some players even indicated that they would soon switch from StarCraft to Secret Room. From this angle, esports had more advantages than traditional sports. You could see a StarCraft player switched to DotA, but you would never see a diver become a sprinter.
After they walked out of the elevator in the hotel, the guy who beaten Grunt, ranked third in the world, made the extra effort to shake Ai Qing’s hand. He spoke in broken Chinese, “Expect to see you and Inin’s performance.”
“Likewise. Looking forward to yours as well.” Ai Qing shook his hand back.
They went their separate ways in front of the elevator. Ai Qing led Inin and turned into the right hallway.
She was surprised to see Grunt standing at the end of the hall, just outside her room.