Tooth!

Outside the GOD Team's club, Clear and Wantonly had ventured out for some exercise, a rare occurrence.

Clear smugly swung his racket a few times. "Today, I'll show you the skills of FKL's number one badminton player."

Wantonly was too speechless to respond. "Show-off."

He'd make Clear call him daddy in no time.

The two traded shots back and forth in a display of speed and passion. Clear put some muscle into a swing, sending the shuttlecock flying too far and lodging it in a nearby tree.

"How do we get it down?"

Wantonly had to tilt his head back to look up at the towering tree. It was the only shuttlecock in the club, and they'd had to search for ages to find it.

Clear patted Wantonly on the shoulder, telling him not to worry.

He often hit shuttlecocks into trees when he was in school, so he had experience. All he needed to do was throw the racket up and knock it down.

"Stand back."

Wu Jin rode a shared bike to a stop outside the base. She had gone to visit her grandmother at the hospital that morning.

Seeing Clear and Wantonly standing beneath a tree, she walked over curiously and tilted her head back to look up as well.

There was nothing in the sky.

"Pang!"

An assassin...

The shuttlecock dropped cleanly from the tree, and the badminton racket came crashing down on Wu Jin's mouth.

"See? I told you, the shuttlecock... fuck, A-Jin, what happened to you?!"

Clear picked up the shuttlecock with a grin still on his face. When he turned around, he saw Wu Jin clutching her mouth, blood seeping between her fingers and dripping onto the ground.

Drop by drop, it splashed onto the ground and bloomed into flowers of blood.

Wantonly was startled too. When had Little A Jin come to stand there??

And then there was all that blood in her mouth. He suddenly grew dizzy and collapsed stiffly to the ground.

"I faint at the sight of blood..."

"Fuck, another one's passed out!"

Clear looked at the badminton racket on the ground and realized what had happened. He smacked himself hard on the back of the head.

He was screwed. He'd caused trouble again.

Shi Mu heard the commotion and came out of the villa. His pupils abruptly contracted at the sight of the blood on the ground.

At the hospital.

Clear stood guiltily in front of the hospital bed. Brother Qian glared viciously at him, scaring him so badly he didn't dare lift his head.

"Can you go a single day without causing me trouble? Look at A-Jin's tooth! Now look at Wantonly lying in that bed!"

Brother Qian's spit was practically flying into his face, but he didn't dare dodge.

After Shi Mu and Brother Qian arrived at the hospital and heard what had happened from Clear, they each gave him a punch.

They also made Clear apologize to Wu Jin and reflect on his conduct for an hour. He had to fully understand the severity of his terrible behavior and take care of Wu Jin while her tooth healed.

Finally, Brother Qian blacklisted Clear from sports, forbidding him from doing anything that might hurt someone else.

Now Clear had a perfectly legitimate reason to go running at midnight-playing parkour games.

A menace lived a thousand years!

One of Wu Jin's front teeth had been knocked out by the badminton racket. The blow alone wouldn't have been that serious.

But Clear had thrown it very hard, and the racket had flown very high, along with other reasons, and so Wu Jin had lost her front tooth...

Now whenever she opened her mouth, it felt like air was leaking through. Brother Qian looked at Wu Jin's swollen mouth with heartache, then shot Clear another fierce glare.

Just then, Wu Jin opened her mouth to look in a mirror. Clear saw the gap where her front tooth had been and couldn't hold back a laugh.

"You still dare laugh! We've got another match coming up soon. How's A-Jin supposed to go onstage like this?! You little punk, I really want to beat you to death!"

Shi Mu looked at Wu Jin's face and smiled, though he felt it wasn't very kind to laugh right now.

But Wu Jin's eyes were wet, and she looked so vivid and adorable.

When he saw Wu Jin spitting out blood at the base, he really had been frightened. All he could do was keep speeding up as he took Wu Jin and Wantonly to the hospital.

Only when he learned that Wu Jin had lost a tooth and there was nothing seriously wrong with her body did he feel relieved.

Despite the freezing weather, Shi Mu found that he had broken out in a cold sweat.

At that moment, the buzzing in his head faded. Looking at Wu Jin's small, slender figure from behind, he suddenly recalled her smile at New Year's.

His gaze focused, and his heart felt empty. Were his feelings toward Wu Jin different from the ones he had when taking care of the other team members?

The corners of Wu Jin's mouth turned down. Even the captain was laughing at her. Just how ugly did she look now?

As though guessing what Wu Jin was thinking, Shi Mu smiled, his eyes crinkling. "You look very cute right now."

Brother Qian quickly chimed in. "Yes, yes, you're still incredibly pretty. It's all right. Once the swelling goes down, we'll get your tooth fixed, and you'll be even prettier."

Seeing his precious darling's reddened eyes, the old father's heart ached terribly.

He wished he could wrench out one of Clear's teeth and put it in Wu Jin's mouth.

Oh, no, that wouldn't do. That brat's teeth were disgusting!

Wantonly opened his eyes and stared at the glaringly white ceiling. Suddenly remembering something, he shot upright and searched the crowd for Wu Jin's face.

"Little A Jin, are you okay?"

Brother Qian pressed him back onto the bed to rest.

"At least you've got a conscience. There's nothing seriously wrong with A-Jin, but she lost a front tooth."

She'd lost a front tooth? Wantonly thought of the badminton racket Clear had thrown and immediately shot him a sidelong glance.

Clear: What?

Didn't you hit me too?

Brother Qian felt they had been going to the hospital far too often lately, and his heart was uneasy.

After leaving the hospital, he went to a temple to ask for some protective charms and brought them back to hand out to the little rascals on the team and his precious darling.

Shi Mu smiled at the lucky pouch in my hand. "Old Qian, you believe in feudal superstitions too?"

"Exactly. We're young people of the new era. We should believe in science, okay?"

Brother Qian glared at Clear, who immediately shut his mouth. He'd caused too much trouble lately and didn't dare act up, so he obediently went to prepare Wu Jin's medicine for her to drink.

Brother Qian sighed and touched the left side of his chest. "I keep feeling a tightness in my chest, and I'm afraid something bad might happen. Anyway, better to believe it exists than believe it doesn't. There's no harm in keeping them."

Wu Jin blinked, put the charm in her pocket, and started training.

That evening, Coach Ming called them together for another meeting. When he saw Wu Jin, he patted her head to comfort her, then gave Clear an irritated snort.

Clear: Just a rat crossing the street.

Wantonly gave him a fleeting glance.

As long as you know it yourself~

Coach Ming analyzed the footage of their match against WSK. Although GOD had won both games beautifully, there were still quite a few problems.

Take bin in the bot lane, for example. His contribution to the team was negligible. When the team was ahead, he was ahead; when the team was behind, he was the first to die.

As an ADC, being so invisible would only become a weakness others could exploit against them. Moreover, bin excelled at playing hypercarry marksmen who needed a support to protect them at all times.

Wantonly, however, was a roaming support. He might follow the jungler or top laner to invade the enemy jungle, or go around lighting up vision, so he couldn't protect the marksman all the time. GOD's playstyle also required a roaming marksman, which was why bin had started practicing them, with average results.

Clear and Shi Mu, on the other hand, were fairly consistent. They rotated quickly and coordinated well.

As for Wu Jin, she now knew how to coordinate with her teammates, but she still liked doing high-risk, high-reward things. It would be easy for that to backfire and turn the situation around for the entire team.

They hadn't been under much pressure playing WSK this time, but in the playoffs later on, or at Worlds further down the road, all these problems would become weaknesses.

After the meeting, the GOD players queued as a five-stack for another few hours. Wu Jin forced herself to rein in her usual playstyle and played much more cautiously, but the results were still quite good.