Chapter 13: Brother Cheng Makes an Approach

Yang Hao, ever courting disaster, clearly had no intention to reflect on his actions. Did he not realize why he met such a miserable end in the wild zone just now? Was he truly so oblivious? If he wanted to lay blame, it could only fall upon himself for being so reckless...

He should have simply let Ling Xue’er and the others drive, but he insisted on stubbornly hogging the wheel, determined to prove he was no longer the king of overturning vehicles. And for what? Was there any meaning in that? None whatsoever!

It was evident Yang Hao still couldn’t let go. Despite his frustration, he was forced to accept the reality of being reduced from a player to a spectator, sitting before his computer to cheer on Lin Zijin and her teammates.

Watching the trio, led by Lin Zijin, conquer each obstacle with skill and determination, Yang Hao’s heart swelled with pride and a touch of arrogance.

That—was my wife!

Whenever Lin Zijin made a decisive move, Yang Hao would puff up like a proud rooster, his metaphorical feathers nearly bristling. Lin Zijin’s prowess needed no introduction, and the fact that Ling Xue’er and Lu Ziqi had caught her eye meant their skills were formidable as well. Unfortunately, luck was not on their side this time; in a skirmish, they encountered two teams working together. Though Lin Zijin’s group exacted a heavy price from their opponents, they ultimately were eliminated here.

Many viewers felt regret at the end of the game; had their luck been just a little better, victory might have been within reach. Confidence in Lin Zijin and her companions was high.

With this defeat, the audience noticed another issue—the success rate for winning tonight. Since the broadcast began at eight, it seemed Lin Zijin’s team had yet to clinch a single win. Although the players they faced were no pushovers, in past streams, even if not every round was a victory, there would usually be at least one or two triumphs in a night.

In unison, the viewers pinned the blame on Yang Hao. They were convinced that “Brother Bluff” was so disastrous that even the goddess couldn’t carry him.

Faced with this sudden, colossal blame, Yang Hao was nearly furious enough to curse aloud. Was this his fault? Clearly not! Yet the viewers gave him no room to defend himself, unanimously engraving Yang Hao’s name onto this black mark, indelibly.

Back in the ranked team queue, Yang Hao silently vowed that this time, he would clear his name.

Infinite disasters, cowardly as a dog, master of overturning—what nonsense was that? Yang Hao scoffed; he’d never heard of such things. It was just jealousy from the audience, pinning baseless crimes on him.

Soon enough, the game screen shifted, and Yang Hao appeared in the training plaza.

As expected, Yang Hao’s first task was to find Lin Zijin’s location. The plaza was crowded and noisy, but this posed no obstacle for Yang Hao; he swiftly spotted Lin Zijin’s figure among the throng.

“Zijin, I’ll carry you to victory this round. Let’s team up next match,” he heard as he approached, seeing a man with a wild, explosive hairstyle standing beside Lin Zijin, uttering the words.

Yang Hao’s face darkened.

Damn it! Does my wife need you to carry her? Team up with you? Shameless! And you dare call her by name?

Fortunately, Lin Zijin paid him no mind, not even sparing him a glance. She clearly had no regard for him, which made Yang Hao quite pleased. After all, she was his wife.

Yang Hao checked the stream chat and learned from the audience that the man chatting up Lin Zijin was apparently another streamer from Tomato TV, named “Brother Cheng,” quite a well-known one at that.

Yang Hao usually didn’t pay attention to such things, but since Lin Zijin began streaming on Tomato TV, he’d gained some insight into the community. But so what? Just because this guy had some notoriety, did that mean he could hit on Yang Hao’s wife in front of him? Absolutely not!

The man was clearly prepared and wouldn’t give up so easily. Seeing Lin Zijin’s lack of response, he pressed on, “Zijin, I’ve admired you for a long time. Ever since you started playing professionally, I’ve been your fan. I hope you can—”

“Ahem… ahem…” Yang Hao stepped forward, deliberately activating public voice chat, and coughed loudly.

Seeing the man interrupted mid-sentence, Yang Hao smiled.

Trying to flirt with my wife right in front of me—do you think I don’t exist?

“Is this your viewer?” the man asked, clearly annoyed by Yang Hao’s presence. He sized Yang Hao up and then remarked in a bland tone, “I watched him earlier; his skill’s not bad.”

Yang Hao detected a hint of rivalry in the man’s words, which only deepened his irritation.

“There’s an event on the site soon; we might be teammates. Since we’ve met here today, why not team up for a few rounds and get familiar?” After his lukewarm appraisal, the man offered an excuse, subtly expressing his wish, then added, “I’ll carry you to victory next time.”

Not only Yang Hao, but the viewers in the livestream were instantly incensed by his words.

“Who are you? Carrying the goddess to victory?”

“Haha! That’s hilarious—when the goddess was shooting, you were probably playing in the mud somewhere!”

“This kid’s got some nerve, talking like that. Is he asking for trouble?”

“I know him; he’s also a Tomato TV streamer. Looks like he’s got a thing for the goddess.”

“Damn, is this guy an idiot?”

The chat was ablaze with indignation, clearly provoked by the man’s remarks.

Who was Lin Zijin? She was a legend on the professional circuit. Did she need someone else to carry her in PUBG? If it weren’t for Brother Bluff dragging her down, would anyone really think victory was such a challenge for her? Before speaking, he should consider his own worth.

Though the man was a popular streamer himself, such brazen words left many viewers speechless. Carrying the goddess to victory? He’d better be careful not to bite his tongue.

Just then, the chat began to stir.

“The goddess should accept Brother Cheng—let him carry her to victory.”

“Brother Cheng: Tonight, I’ll carry you to victory!”

“Swap out that useless viewer for Brother Cheng; victory guaranteed!”

“Say yes!”

“Say yes!”

The comments flooded in.

Those sending these messages were clearly not Lin Zijin’s fans, but viewers from Brother Cheng’s stream. Naturally, they were his fans.

Upon seeing Lin Zijin in Brother Cheng’s stream, they grew excited and urged him to approach her and invite her to play together.

Of course, it wasn’t just the fans. Truth be told, Brother Cheng himself was quite thrilled to see Lin Zijin; after all, few could resist a woman with both skill and beauty.

He was just as eager as his fans. Encountering Lin Zijin in-game, and hearing she was unusually teaming up with viewers tonight, he couldn’t help but harbor some thoughts.

Thus, the scene Yang Hao witnessed unfolded.