No one answered his question, and the few people from the Phoemix Team didn't even bother to give him a glance.
Zhao Mai gradually caught on, pointing incredulously at the young man, "You say she is Little Ying God? Impossible, Little Ying God retired last year due to a leg injury..."
"What's wrong with coming back?" Meinier instantly darkened his face and said coldly, "The vice-captain was only resting, but you guys went ahead and spread rumors that she died in a car accident. We haven't even settled that score with you yet."
Zhao Mai frowned, "That's because her own leg is crippled! Getting into a car accident is totally normal, can you really expect someone with a crippled leg to run the whole course?!"
Zhao Mai just felt these people were unreasonable.
"Even if you find someone to replace Little Ying God, even if you compete, without endorsements, without live broadcasts, you'll only come here to lose face."
