[1] GLORY

Chapter 138

Chapter 138: Little Xiao, don't be angry anymore, okay?

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On the other side of the world, Lu Feng watched the live broadcast in silence.

The first match lasted 40 minutes.

The second one lasted 30 minutes.

Adding on the BP link, it all added up to about an hour and a half. Lu Feng didn't move at all during this time, maintaining the same position as he stared at the screen.

In live broadcasts for important events in Glory, the viewer could lock in on a player's perspective. Generally speaking, everyone would choose to watch from the god perspective as it made it more convenient to see the overall situation and was more exciting to watch.

But Lu Feng only focused on one perspective. In the first game, he only watched the shadow thief, and in the second game, he only watched the berserker thief.

The competition results, player operations, team cooperation... he didn't notice those at all.

He just watched Wei Xiao.

Locking in on a perspective meant that the viewer could only see what that player could see. It was similar to playing the game themselves.

For example, Lu Feng was now locked in on Wei Xiao's perspective. It was as though he was the one sitting in front of a computer, and the only difference was that he couldn't operate the hero in the canyon. He could only watch Wei Xiao play.

In the first game, everyone was surprised and debating over whether or not the shadow thief who'd just reached level six would be able to brush out nine light arcs. Only Lu Feng was very calm.

Based on that starting point, that damage control, that continuous combo, it could definitely be brushed out.

Lu Feng was too familiar with the shadow thief; he was so familiar with it that he could estimate the detailed data of an attack from every trace of movement.

However, at this moment, he saw a different type of familiarity.

It was Wei Xiao's familiarity with the shadow thief.

Or in other words, it was Wei Xiao's familiarity with him.

How was this anything like Wei Xiao's shadow thief? It was clearly Wei Xiao in the canyon, using Lu Feng's shadow thief.

Lu Feng watched without blinking. It was as though he could see the young Wei Xiaoxiao.

Stubbornly propping up his home that was missing pillars, persisting in growing up amidst the wind and rain, proving stubbornly to everyone--

I can do it.

I'm very strong.

I don't need to rely on anyone and can still be the best!

Lu Feng's heart hurt.

He wanted to support Wei Xiao, wanted him to rely on him, wanted to see him live freely and easily, and have a simple and happy life.

But...

He'd given him new pressure and pain.

Lu Feng leaned back against his chair and could only feel the slight pain in his shoulder.

The nine light arcs that flashed brilliantly in the canyon shone in his eyes, bringing out the darkness hidden in the depths of his soul.

Lu Feng thought that he'd stopped resenting Lu Mingze a long time ago.

When his mother cried when he was a child, Lu Feng had hated him.

When he saw his absurd lifestyle, Lu Feng had blamed him.