Miss Lu Turned Her Back, Her Six Brothers Begged for Forgiveness - Chapter 80:

Chapter 80: Sixth Brother Breaks Down After Being Dragged Down by the White Lotus

Lu Ning’s reply was full of fire.

The reporters hadn’t expected her to answer like that, so blunt, giving no face at all.

Lu Liu was angry. He hadn’t thought she would look down on his skills so much.

Qin Xiang quickly interjected, “Sister Ning, how can you say that? The match hasn’t even started yet. Our team has worked really hard. You can’t just look down on us because you’re talented.”

Lu Liu’s face darkened; he hadn’t expected Lu Ning to belittle him so openly.

Lu Ning’s lips curved slightly in mockery, “Just joking. Don’t take it so seriously.”

Qin Xiang continued, “It’s fine if you’re not playing, Sister Ning, but you shouldn’t be throwing cold water on us.”

“I’m doing it for your good, to stop you from getting too arrogant before the match and making mistakes later,” Lu Ning said, then turned to the reporters. “After all, my Sixth Brother said it well—matches aren’t just about strength, but also about teamwork and coordination. Miss Qin and my Sixth Brother are very in sync; surely, they’ll overcome all difficulties and crush the opponents.”

Lu Liu’s face was unsightly—he knew Lu Ning was deliberately mocking him.

Qin Xiang couldn’t swallow it either, “Sister Ning, did you come here just to watch us make fools of ourselves?”

“No,” Lu Ning said casually, “I came as a special guest. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have had time.”

As soon as she finished, a fan shoved a gift into her hand.

“Lu Ning God, we’re your Lemon Tea fans. This is a figure we made for you.”

Lu Ning was a little overwhelmed by the fans’ enthusiasm, “Thank you so much.”

Immediately, she was surrounded by fans, all wanting photos.

Meanwhile, Qin Xiang’s side was desolate—no fans, no gifts. Her eyes reddened with frustration, “Sixth Brother, look at Sister Ning. Today is supposed to be our match, we’re supposed to be the stars!”

But the moment Lu Ning appeared, all attention was stolen.

Lu Liu recalled what Lu Ning had said last night and felt so stifled that he didn’t want to stay a second longer. He left in a mess.

Qin Xiang could only follow, fuming with anger.

Half an hour later, Lu Ning finally squeezed out of the crowd, waving her hand, “Everyone, go watch the match. It’s about to start.”

Her class president tugged her along, “I told you to wear a mask. Now you see how passionate your fans are?”

“I didn’t think that far.”

Lu Ning entered the venue and saw the seats filling up.

She knew today’s opponent team was tough—their captain was famously calm.

Sixth Brother’s temper was explosive; if he wasn’t careful, the opponent would find weaknesses. In her past life, she had endured many scoldings from him before finally winning this match.

She wanted to see what would happen without her there, with Qin Xiang replacing her. Who could stop Sixth Brother’s temper now?

“Ningning, I brought popcorn and drinks,” Lu Nanfeng appeared out of nowhere, carrying two sets.

He sat beside her, “The match is long. Have something to eat.”

Lu Ning glanced at him, “Second Brother, instead of sitting here eating, you should think of a way to keep the Lu Family team from losing so badly.”

“Your Sixth Brother brought this on himself. He has no one else to blame. Maybe he’ll learn something from this.”

Lu Nanfeng clearly didn’t think they had any chance of winning.

Without Lu Ning, relying on Qin Xiang’s terrible skills, there was no way they could win.

The class president, Jiang Lu, awkwardly held the popcorn Lu Nanfeng gave her, unsure what to do with it.

She couldn’t help but say, “Honestly, Lu Tian Team could have easily hired a new artillery player for a high price. Why use Qin Xiang? It’s suicide. Everyone saw how bad her plays were in the revival match.”

Lu Ning smiled faintly, “Because they’re family—blood is thicker than water.”

Lu Nanfeng choked on that. He didn’t understand what Lu Liu was thinking either.

Maybe just to spite Lu Ning?

The match quickly began.

Lu Ning watched and immediately knew Lu Tian Team would lose terribly.

Sure enough, Lu Liu’s temper flared quickly, and he started aggressively attacking.

But Qin Xiang couldn’t keep up with the pace. Worse, she kept revealing their position, and her attacks missed every time.

Lu Liu cursed, “Qin Xiang, what’s wrong with you? Can’t you hit anyone? Are you blind? You can’t even hit at close range!”

“I tried! They’re suppressing me.”

Qin Xiang panicked. Why was no one covering her?

Soon, the enemy team closed in.

Lu Liu cursed as he moved, “Qin Xiang, I told you to snipe their mage! Can’t you hit anyone?”

“I really tried! They’re guarding him tightly. No one’s protecting me.”

“You’re the artillery; that’s your job! If Lu Ning were here, she would have handled it!”

Lu Liu blurted it out instinctively.

The entire team fell silent. Honestly, they all thought the same—if Lu Ning were here, it wouldn’t be like this.

Qin Xiang burst into tears, “I know I’m not as good as Sister Ning, but I really tried! What more do you want? And you got ambushed because you were too reckless!”

“Still arguing? During the revival match, the situation was worse, and Lu Ning still broke through! You said you could handle it—this is what you call handling it?”

Lu Liu was on the verge of a breakdown.

If it weren’t for Qin Xiang bragging about how hard she’d trained and her decent practice scores, he wouldn’t have believed she had improved.

Who would have thought—she hadn’t improved at all!

Lu Liu regretted it so much his guts twisted.

Qin Xiang kept crying as she followed the team.

In the end, they lost—and not just lost, they lost miserably!

Lu Liu slammed the keyboard, his face dark as he glared at Qin Xiang, “With skills this bad, how dare you say you improved? This is a competition, not practice! You can’t even match half of what Lu Ning could do!”

No comparison, no harm.

Now Lu Liu realized that when Lu Ning was on the team, he never had to worry about any of this.

Recently, he had managed the team himself and finally realized how much Lu Ning had handled behind the scenes.

He never knew.

Now, without Lu Ning carrying them, they couldn’t even survive a match.

Qin Xiang froze, shocked that Lu Liu would lose his temper in front of everyone and openly say she was inferior to Lu Ning.

Seeing the live broadcast camera on her, she quickly wiped her tears pitifully, “I’m sorry, I really tried my best, I’m so sorry!”

“Cry cry cry, all you know is crying! Will crying fix it?”

Lu Liu was furious, on the verge of losing his mind.

He looked up and saw Lu Ning sitting in the guest seats—his gaze full of desperation.

Without Lu Ning, he truly couldn’t do anything.

He needed Lu Ning more than she needed him.

At that moment, the live broadcast camera cut to Lu Ning’s side.