On Weibo, RNG posted an update at noon today.
We're very sorry. We never expected things to turn out like this. It turned out that the solo queue king we'd been looking forward to, "MinnaaQAQ," was Silence. Although we don't know why player Silence kept his identity hidden until now, the Mud Monsters sincerely congratulate player Silence on reaching first place on the Korean server.
Of course, due to certain unspeakable reasons and our commitment to upholding justice, now that "minnaaQAQ" was player Silence, we Mud Monsters could only painfully give up this invitation. We were also deeply ashamed that the recent commotion had taken up everyone's public resources.
Although we Mud Monsters couldn't accept player Silence, now that player Silence had reached first place on the Korean server, there would surely be many other LPL teams willing to take him in, right? The Mud Monsters offered our most sincere blessings here and wished player Silence a bright future! May we meet again on the competitive stage someday! /grinning/ /grinning/ /grinning/
The statement was as bitchy as ever, disguising itself as a perfectly innocent white lotus—seemingly weak and pitiful on the surface, while viciously mocking and showing off beneath it. It perfectly demonstrated what bitch behavior looked like.
For example, the first paragraph insinuated that he had ulterior motives and deliberately set up a trap to harm his former team. The second paragraph once again specifically mentioned those unspeakable reasons, wildly implying that he was a match-fixer. The third paragraph was even more interesting—it was clearly mocking him, saying that even if he reached first place on the Korean server, no LPL team would take him! Mocking him for reaching first place for nothing.
"Using nothing but these lowest-tier bitch tactics all day long—when are they going to come up with something new?" Xu Junyan sneered, scrolling down to the comments. As always, RNG's most loyal dogs had already filled the entire comment section.
"Poor Mud Monsters, come here, let me hug you."
"The humble, weak, pitiful Mud Monsters—why are you so kind? Silence has already gone this far!"
"A real-life farmer and the snake! Yan Chu really deserves to die!"
"RNG is way too kind. They shouldn't be this kind to an ungrateful traitor like him. RNG, I'm crying to death~ Without a doubt, the best team in the world! If possible, I'd be willing to stay at a club like this for the rest of my life!"
"Fuck, that's hilarious! If any club still wants someone like Silence, I'll eat shit!"
"Who in the LPL would still dare take someone like this? /sweating/"
"If any team actually takes him, don't blame me for going after them! I mean what I say."
"+1! I'll go after them too!"
"+1+1! Same!"
"Whoever dares take him, I'll fight that team to the bitter end!!"
"..."
As Xu Junyan read the comments from one little Royal Hooligan after another, the chill at the corner of his mouth barely changed. He only felt that the little Royal Hooligans were truly resilient.
They had only been utterly broken by him this morning. They had probably all gone red, red-faced and thick-necked, too embarrassed to face anyone. And now they could actually shamelessly bark again?
They really were just like their masters at RNG—their skin was frighteningly thick.
Then Xu Junyan suddenly came across a little Royal Hooligan comment finally worth noticing.
"Haha! Everyone, go look! JDG posted on Weibo, openly saying that they would absolutely never take someone with character as awful as Silence! JDG is awesome! Hurry up and give them a follow and a like! /laughing/"
Xu Junyan followed the link to JDG's Weibo and saw their latest post. Then he clicked into the Weibo accounts of several other clubs.
At almost the exact same time as JDG, all within the past few minutes, these LPL clubs had displayed astonishing unanimity. They all expressed the same sentiment.
"Don't, don't! We won't take Silence. He can go wherever he wants. What the hell does his first place on the Korean server have to do with us? Shame of the LPL, get out! We still want to win championships properly."
Because nearly every LPL club had posted on Weibo to emphasize the matter, the news quickly shot up the trending searches.
At the moment, it was twenty-third on the trending list. Trending topic: Fourteen clubs jointly issue a letter—there will be no place for him in the world from now on!
Even the LPL officials stepped in, posting on Weibo: Everyone's attitude is our attitude. RNG has been wronged. Hug RNG.
After reading every post, Xu Junyan narrowed his eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth finally turned colder than before.
Fortunately, he hadn't been naïve enough to keep looking for work in the LPL back then. At the time, he had thought he had merely fallen out with the Royal Family. What did that have to do with other clubs?
Now it seemed that these clubs and RNG were nothing more than birds of a feather. Based solely on RNG's one-sided claims, without even a shred of evidence, they had all assumed that Xu Junyan really had fixed matches, believed that he had deliberately argued with his teammates to affect their competitive condition, believed that he had always harbored ulterior motives and was an utterly unforgivable criminal.
Of course, perhaps some among them didn't believe it. But the current state of the LPL was this: as long as they stomped on Xu Junyan, they would receive endless applause and cheers, earning the adoration of countless Royal Hooligans.
And RNG was most likely pulling strings behind the scenes, promising these clubs some benefits or favors. Naturally, these clubs wouldn't pass up such an opportunity, nor would they care what happened to an insignificant, unknown player like him. They would step on him whenever they could, without the slightest hesitation!
"Interesting. So now I've truly become the public enemy of the entire LPL, haven't I? Good. Otherwise, I'd be worried about feeling guilty for hitting too hard when we met at Worlds in the future."
"Now? I won't stop until I beat you trash to death!"
Xu Junyan gave a derisive laugh and returned directly to his own Weibo. He didn't even look at the barking of those little Royal Hooligans, who had been humiliated and raging helplessly that morning but were now once again strutting about arrogantly. He simply drafted a Weibo post and sent it.
Give them a Weibo account, and they gradually start believing they are omnipotent. They fart out a few words and think they're guiding the nation and deciding the course of others' fates. To this, General MacArthur once commented: Our LPL region is truly wonderful. If I cannot remain in the LPL region, I will be like duckweed, with nowhere to go. If I cannot remain in this mighty region that points its sword at championships every year yet has not won a single one, I will be unable to survive, tormented in my heart. If I cannot continue serving our LPL region, glorious on the outside and rotten within, I will completely die... LPL, please keep me. No matter what, I must stay in the world's number-one region and let the world's number-one region carry me hard to a championship! /crying/
The following is a little personal message from me, specially reserved for a certain club: You think you can win a championship? World's number-one trash, fuck your mother, you think you're worthy? /grinning/
Originally, his target had only been the RNG beasts. But now that every LPL club, even the officials, were shielding RNG and attacking him without evidence or even reason, what did he have to fear?
If the whole world wanted to stand against me, then I would overturn the heavens!
Xu Junyan suddenly remembered a line that protagonists in fantasy novels often declared with lofty pride, and couldn't help smiling.
Fuck RNG and the LPL. Fighting one is fighting, and fighting a whole crowd is fighting too! Who the hell was afraid of anyone these days?
Editing complete.
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