Gulp, gulp.0

Zhang Fei opened the refrigerator and gulped down a beer in the Chinese team’s waiting room right after the first game. 0

“Hah... dammit! Daaaammit!”0

He cried while drinking like someone who had just been dumped. This time, even Liu Bei couldn’t stop him. Liu Bei was too preoccupied with collecting his thoughts.0

“...”0

Liu Bei stared at the ground, lost in thought, and didn’t utter a single word. He didn’t respond even when spoken to. Guan Yu wondered if he had gone deaf, but realized Liu Bei was deeply focused on something with no reactions even after prodding him a couple of times.0

‘What a mess.’0

Guan Yu always played the role of maintaining discipline as the eldest on the team. Even though the soldiers all silently stared up and the team was in disarray, he didn’t want to step in recklessly. If handled wrong, it could affect the next game. However, going straight into the next game in this state wasn’t an option either.0

‘Being completely overpowered by that strategy... it must’ve been tough to bear.’0

Cookie’s advancing fortress strategy… if they didn’t prepare siege weapons in advance, the absurd tactic would leave them defenseless. Their noses had been sliced off...0