Over on JDG's side, 369 and the others had even begun openly assigning blame in team voice chat. With their brains, they simply could not understand why this Jhin had survived until the very end.
"Who was dealing with Jhin back then?" Missing was the first to ask.
"It couldn't have been me, right? You all saw it. Heavenly Thunder, Ashe ult, and the support's Exhaust—I couldn't do anything before I suddenly died." Although the team fight had ended evenly and he himself had been instantly killed in it, 369 answered with tremendous confidence.
Never mind how much damage he dealt. Just tell him whether eating that many crucial crowd controls and skills counted as a major contribution or not.
"I used my skills on him, but I thought the rest of you would keep an eye on him."
"Me too."
"Same..."
By this point, the JDG group understood what had happened. Whether in matches or Ranked Matches, everyone usually followed the fine tradition of deleting the AD first in team fights. But in that last fight, Syndra's Q visibly chunked HP, while Jhin did not even feel painful unless he fired his Fourth Shot. So everyone subconsciously lowered Jhin's priority, allowing him to keep dealing sustained damage.
"Once or twice is fine, but from the next fight onward, we can't ignore them anymore." 369 sighed. He finally understood a little of how people had felt when they played against V5 back then.
If you took your eyes off this guy for even a moment, he would breathe life back into the game.
And as a former teammate, he knew perfectly well that Luo Zhen had two forms. Wall of Sighs was already him going easy on his opponents. At least Wall of Sighs was merely steady, not ridiculous—like laning