C1050 After the Race

Faker was sitting on a stool with the Khan, captain, Little E, and Clid feeling a little uneasy, rubbing their hands from time to time, secretly sizing up the coach and Faker.

Such a strange atmosphere had lasted for a while.

The four of them felt as if they were sitting on pins and needles. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"You are all top players in the league