The games that followed went completely according to the script. There was no suspense at all—an overwhelming victory.
By the end, Jiang Siming had even killed his way to the twenty-fifth floor. No one could withstand him; once a squishy champion was controlled, one full combo was enough to finish them.
At twenty-three minutes, all three lanes' inhibitors were destroyed. FNC ultimately couldn't hold out, their base exploded, and RNG secured the victory.
Afterward, Ryze's stats were: 8-0-4.
RNG took fourteen kills, twelve of which were related to Jiang Siming.
His teamfight participation was a full one hundred percent, and he dealt forty-five percent of the team's total damage. With such incredible stats, it was hard to imagine they had come from RNG's mid laner.
That damage was even higher than UZI's.
The moment the match ended, Jiang Siming let out a sigh of relief. Without a second thought, he rose from his chair. He didn't even shake hands and went straight backstage.
He hadn't wanted to play in the first place. If not for A'Nan, he truly felt there had been no need to accept this mission.
So after the match, Jiang Siming immediately went backstage, took off the team uniform, and changed back into his original clothes.
At that moment, RNG's manager approached with a face full of delight and said to Jiang Siming, "Ming Shen, thank you so much. You helped our RNG make it into the quarterfinals."
Jiang Siming didn't change expression. "It's nothing. I just lent a hand."
The manager understood what he meant and asked, "What about the matches from here on?"
"You'll have to rely on yourselves for the matches ahead. I may not have time to come play. I have my own matches to compete in as well," Jiang Siming said.
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