Chapter Fifty-Five: Nothing Delights Me More Than Seeing a Girl Cry

At the summit of the canyon, in a King-tier match. One player against five, a quintuple kill. What’s the point of playing anymore? After that wave, the opposing team immediately chose to surrender, five votes in favor, none against. The moment the crystal exploded, viewers across three streams were wildly excited.

“I never thought I’d live to see someone who can carry the Poetess.”
“To carry the Poetess, I willingly call you a true deity!”
“The streamer is not human, terrifying beyond measure!”
“Not bad, not bad—this Vayne plays at one ten-thousandth of my skill.”
...

In the Poetess’s stream.

“Wow wow wow, did you see that? Didn’t I say I’m not bad? That last wave was actually me and Vayne two-on-five,” the Poetess said, her voice trembling with pride.

All she had done was drop a Redemption after Bai Qingming’s pentakill, yet she claimed to have fought alongside Vayne two-on-five. Her words nearly made the viewers laugh themselves to death.

“Good point, you died early and didn’t get in the way—so you actually helped Vayne.”
“With this Vayne, you could tie a dog to bot lane and still win!”
“Wait, isn’t this Vayne possibly a pro player?”
“Are you kidding? Which pro would dare play Vayne in front of Uzi?”
“Oh damn, is this Vayne a script user?”
...

On the other side, as soon as the game ended, Uzi checked Vayne’s match history. He was shocked to find this Vayne was a new account. After confirming, Uzi sent a friend request, and Bai Qingming instantly accepted.

Meanwhile, someone in the chat revealed Bai Qingming’s identity—many viewers had just come over from his stream.

“He’s the Bachelor Godfather!”

Apparently, Uzi had heard of Bai Qingming. Upon learning that this Vayne was actually the Bachelor Godfather, he was surprised.

“Hello,” Uzi greeted Bai Qingming in the chat box, but received no reply.

Just then, besides Uzi, several others added Bai Qingming as a friend. One was the opposing AD, who messaged upon being accepted, claiming to be the coach for Team WE and asking if Bai Qingming was interested in joining their youth squad.

Bored, Bai Qingming chatted for a bit but politely declined.

By then, Uzi had gone offline. As the night deepened, Bai Qingming bade his viewers farewell and ended his stream at lightning speed.

Inside the stream, viewers lingered, reluctant to leave.

“It’s over, time to go home and sleep.”
“Some left, while the smart ones are already watching the stream replay.”
“Lonely in the night? Let’s do a fill-in-the-blank question. Here’s the topic:.”
“Same question—I have a friend who wants to know too.”
...

As expected, the video of Bai Qingming’s one-on-five with Vayne, carrying Uzi and the Poetess to victory, went viral once again.

Over the next few days, several club coaches contacted Bai Qingming, asking if he was interested in going pro. But Bai Qingming had no interest in professional play and refused them all.

What a joke—at his current level, if he joined tournaments, wouldn’t he just sweep the championship? If so, what’s left for the others? He ought to leave some competitive experience for others.

To this, Bai Qingming remarked, “Invincibility is simply so lonely!”

...

“Lousy man.”

Bai Qingming was sprawled on the sofa, playing a fund simulator. Dumb Girl spoke up, “Want to go out together?”

“What for?” Bai Qingming didn’t even look up.

“A new escape room just opened nearby. I hear it’s fun—I want to try it.” As she spoke, Dumb Girl handed him a flyer.

“Then you go by yourself,” Bai Qingming replied coolly.

Dumb Girl’s nose was almost twisted in anger.

In truth, she wasn’t simply interested in playing escape rooms. Her good friend Zhou Shuyi had repeatedly begged her to help introduce Bai Qingming.

Zhou Shuyi no longer hoped to be shipped with Bai Qingming as a couple; she just wanted to get acquainted, maybe chat together on stream and interact a little.

So Dumb Girl devised this plan, hoping to use the opportunity to introduce Zhou Shuyi to Bai Qingming.

“If you don’t go, you’ll go hungry tonight,” Dumb Girl threatened.

“Wonderful, I can finally order takeout myself,” Bai Qingming said, unconcerned.

“You, you, you...” Dumb Girl was nearly infuriated to death.

She thought for a moment, then softened her tone and pleaded, “Oppa, please, just play with me once, okay?”

“Ugh—” Bai Qingming’s skin prickled with goosebumps, feigning retching.

Honestly, he really couldn’t stand this old woman acting cute.

Helpless, Bai Qingming finally agreed.

Half an hour later.

Wanda Plaza.

“Dai Dai, over here!”

A voice called out; Zhou Shuyi waved to Dumb Girl, her phone held up for an outdoor stream.

“This is my best friend Zhou Shuyi—she happened to be passing by, so we’ll all play escape room together.” Dumb Girl introduced as they approached.

Truthfully, even without an introduction, Bai Qingming knew who this woman was.

“I remember you; you’re the one who said I was awesome.”

Zhou Shuyi: “...”

“Let’s chat while we play,” the old woman interjected, changing the subject for her friend at just the right moment.

Honestly, Zhou Shuyi was afraid Bai Qingming would ask her why she thought he was awesome.

“I’m streaming for extra hours; hope you don’t mind?” Zhou Shuyi asked cautiously.

Bai Qingming and Dumb Girl both expressed they didn’t mind, even appearing on camera one by one to warmly greet the viewers.

Instantly, Zhou Shuyi’s stream became lively.

“Isn’t that the Bachelor Godfather? Dumb Girl is here too.”
“The Counterattack Warrior’s now connected with the Spiritual Leader?”
“Something’s not right—I have a feeling these three together means something big’s about to go down.”
...

“Guys, today we’re playing escape room, that one.” As she spoke, Zhou Shuyi turned the camera.

In the distance, the escape room venue bustled with people; the queue was long.

While waiting, Zhou Shuyi was teased by viewers for lacking intelligence, saying escape rooms were her weakness.

Annoyed, Zhou Shuyi declared boldly that she could clear the room without reading the rules.

After nearly half an hour, it was finally their turn.

The escape room owner approached, and upon seeing Bai Qingming, his eyes lit up.

“Spiritual Leader—wow, is it really you?” Bai Qingming nodded.

Clearly, the owner was a fan.

Meeting his idol, the owner grew excited, enthusiastically explaining the venue’s rooms.

“Leader, I built this escape room myself—was inspired by you. Our most famous rooms are ‘Wrath of the Bachelor,’ ‘The Killer Knocks,’ and ‘Dogged Pursuit Must Die.’ Each incorporates elements from your streams.”

“Which would you like to try?”

As he spoke, he kept addressing the phone in Zhou Shuyi’s hand.

As a businessman, he wouldn’t miss a free advertising opportunity.

Bai Qingming was surprised.

Well now, this escape room was actually connected to him—now his interest was piqued.

“Is there a less scary one? I’m timid,” Dumb Girl said.

“If it’s not scary, what’s the point of escape rooms? Owner, do you have any that are extra terrifying?”

“Then I’d recommend ‘The Killer Knocks,’” the owner suggested.

“Great, that’s the one!” Bai Qingming chose.

Timid girls are perfect—he loved seeing them cry.