Chapter Ninety-One: I Know You — You Are Great Immortal Zhang

Several days slipped by in the blink of an eye.

The day Huya announced its Kung Fu Carnival was drawing near.

A day in advance, Bai Qingming flew to Cloud River City, where the event was to be held.

For this occasion, Huya had booked out an entire hotel. The streamers attending the carnival could all stay there, with private cars arranged to shuttle them to and fro.

As soon as Bai Qingming entered the lobby, he saw a stout man walking straight toward him.

“Bachelor Godfather?”

That was the question the man asked.

Bai Qingming nodded.

Looking at the plump figure before him, a man known as the Charitable King of Gambling, Bai Qingming could not help thinking of a feathered mass weighing well over two hundred jin.

Indeed, it was none other than Uzi himself.

“Remember that Vayne game from the other day? I was playing Yasuo.”

Now that he had confirmed Bai Qingming’s identity, Uzi grew a little excited.

He had long wanted to get acquainted with Bai Qingming, but after that day, Bai Qingming had never logged on again.

“Honestly, brother, I think your mechanics are insane. You’re almost catching up to me.”

Uzi showered him with praise the moment he arrived. “If you’ve got time, let’s duo queue sometime. Come on, add me on WeChat first.”

“Your Yasuo is insanely strong too.”

Bai Qingming returned the compliment with great tact and took out his phone.

Just as Uzi was about to scan and add him, several girls suddenly appeared outside the hotel entrance and tried to rush in while the security guard was not paying attention.

Fortunately, the guard reacted quickly enough, shouting that they were not allowed in and stepping forward to stop them.

Uzi only glanced once and immediately understood what was going on.

No need to say it; these had to be his fans, here for autographs and photos.

He was used to this sort of thing by now.

He was Huya’s golden spokesman, after all. Anyone who played League of Legends basically knew him.

The last time he had gone out to buy fried rice noodles, he had been recognized by someone, and that person had chased him for three entire streets just to take a photo with him.

Fans were fans; being enthusiastic was only natural. If they happened to be female fans, some excessive requests could even be indulged.

To clarify, the excessive request in question referred to taking pictures together.

Thinking this, Uzi waved toward the hotel entrance.

“Let them in.”

At his signal, the security guard let the young women inside.

“Brother, wait for me here. I’ll be right back.”

Uzi told Bai Qingming, then put away his phone and headed toward the girls.

And then...

Uzi froze in place.

Because after those girls reached him, they did not stop at all. Instead, they walked right past him and straight up to Bai Qingming.

“Excuse us, could you take a photo with us?”

Uzi: “...”

Bai Qingming paused for a moment, then reacted. “Oh, sure.”

At that moment, Uzi, standing nearby, could not hold it in any longer.

What on earth was going on?

I’m standing right here with this huge body of mine, and you’re pretending not to see me?

Even if you don’t want an autograph or a photo, at least give me some reaction!

Would it kill you to say something like, ‘Uzi is forever godlike’?

Do I have no dignity?

“Cough, cough!”

So, Uzi deliberately coughed twice, trying to draw attention.

The meaning was obvious: look at me, look at me, don’t you want a photo with me?

And sure enough, it worked. The girls were immediately drawn over and turned to look.

Once they saw Uzi, their eyes lit up.

So one of them stepped forward.

Seeing this, Uzi’s heart swelled with joy.

Then the girl came up to him and spoke very politely.

“Hello, could you please help us take a photo with our spiritual leader?”

Uzi: “...”

At that very moment, the scene was unbearably awkward. Uzi was so mortified his toes were curling inside his shoes, as if he were trying to dig out a three-bedroom apartment with a living room.

But then, finally, one of the girls noticed something and looked at Uzi again.

The more she looked, the more familiar he seemed, as though she had seen him somewhere before.

At last, it came to her.

“Oh my god, I know you!”

The girl was so excited she could hardly speak coherently.

In an instant, Uzi’s dejected mood was rescued.

Only, before he could be happy for even one or two seconds, the girl spoke again.

“You’re Zhang Daxian!”

At those words, Uzi fell completely silent.

He was depressed. Utterly depressed. The kind that could not be comforted.

“Daxian, Daxian, I watch your streams all the time. You seem to have gotten fatter.”

“And your hair isn’t as long as before.”

“Your voice sounds a little different too.”

“Could you give me an autograph?”

The girls spoke one after another.

After thinking it over, Uzi suddenly felt strangely at peace.

He took a deep breath and nodded.

“That’s right, I am Zhang Daxian.”

“You want an autograph, right? No problem.”

Uzi took the pen and notebook from them and quickly wrote his name on the page.

Zhang Daxian!

...

After that little interlude, Uzi returned to Bai Qingming and finally added him on WeChat.

“Can I join you in adding him?”

A voice suddenly rang out.

Following the sound, Bai Qingming saw a gaunt, lean man.

Vincent, the number one Draven on the Chinese server!

Bai Qingming recognized him at a glance.

But before he could speak, he heard Vincent muttering under his breath.

“Holy crap, Huya actually managed to invite even the Faceless Patriarch to the Kung Fu Carnival? That’s insane.”

Then Vincent turned to Bai Qingming and said, “Brother Faceless Patriarch, my wife and my mother-in-law both really like you. Could I get an autograph for her, and maybe add you on WeChat too?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Qingming and Uzi were both stunned.

Faceless Patriarch?

Where? Where?

There wasn’t one.

At that moment, Vincent took a pen and paper from his pocket and handed them straight to Bai Qingming.

In an instant, enlightenment struck.

So he was being mistaken for the Faceless Patriarch because he was just too handsome!

Got it. Understood.

He understood everything.

“No problem.”

Bai Qingming offered no explanation and tacitly accepted being the Faceless Patriarch.

After all, with a face this handsome, being mistaken for someone else was only normal.

A wise man sees through things but does not say them aloud; that way, everyone remains friends.

And on the other side...

After witnessing this with his own eyes, Uzi only felt even worse.

...

After chatting for a while with Vincent under the identity of the Faceless Patriarch, Bai Qingming parted ways with Uzi and the others, took his key card, and went up to his room on the second floor.

There were many streamers taking part in the Kung Fu Carnival, and Huya had not made any exceptions for anyone. The rooms were assigned two people to a room.

At that moment, Bai Qingming still had one roommate who had not arrived.

After sitting and scrolling on his phone for a while, he heard the sound of a key card being swiped at the door.

The door opened, and a long-haired man stepped inside, humming a tune.

“On the left, draw a dragon with me, and on your right, draw a rainbow!”

He had recently heard that song, and one listen was enough to get him hooked.

Then, seeing the person seated in the room, he stopped singing.

“Hey, Zhang Daxian!”

Bai Qingming greeted him first.

It was not Uzi; this one was the real Zhang Daxian.

“Damn, Bachelor Godfather and I are roommates!”

Zhang Daxian instantly grew excited. He tossed the bag on his back onto the bed and began telling Bai Qingming about something interesting that had just happened.

“Brother, listen to this. On the way up, I ran into a few female fans who asked me for autographs. Guess what happened?”

“When I was writing, I found out someone had already signed for me. I don’t even know who did it.”

“Who would even impersonate me over something like this? I’m speechless.”