Ning seemed to want to come over too, but after only two steps, Luo Zhen persuaded him to turn back. "Don't come. If you come too, it'll be too obvious. We activated sweepers, and their vision around here just expired. They probably didn't see us."
"Alright, then how long are you planning to wait?"
"That completely depends on when they come."
As a qualified Fries, Luo Zhen knew that men were at their most patient when sniping in a street fight, scavenging in the wasteland, picking books in a bookstore, assembling a new gun, handling delicate tasks themselves, or seeing their own idea perfectly realized.
Simply put, patience was necessary.
Patience was the most fundamental quality of an Old Six. If one Old Six encountered another, it was entirely possible for both sides to hold a single corner for an entire match, with time itself becoming their risk investment.
It wasn't that LeBlanc couldn't make this play.
Rather, Stormrazor LeBlanc had to push the side lanes, because she possessed terrifying escape ability, wave clear ability, and even solo kill potential. If she wasn't showing on the map, the enemy support would never risk entering the jungle to ward.
But supports were different.
Even if a support saw that the enemy ADC and support had vanished, their first thought would definitely be that they might be leeching the jungler's experience in the jungle. Even against someone like Luo Zhen, who never played by the usual rules, the same logic applied.
After all, people always liked convincing themselves.
Finally, after nearly half a minute of waiting, Luo Zhen and Meiko saw the enemy support, Mingzhu, cautiously moving forward under Jungler Wukong's watchful eye, preparing to place a ward.
Inside LNG's player booth.
Hang was fully focused, inching forward toward the area before