Delta: With wages in place, even the Demon King's top-tier protection is crushed.

The most handsome guy says: Read this book!

One minute later.

With a "click," the cubicle door opened.

The conversation inside the private room instantly ceased.

Lin Shu, Yi Lin, Yolo, and Nan Bowan's necks were suddenly pulled around as if by something, and they all turned around at the same time.

In their imagination, Lü Ang should be a slightly gloomy-looking person, perhaps with the pale complexion typical of a "net addict," or a fierce-looking person with a face full of scars who looks like he's not to be messed with.

After all, the person who can come up with those "CS tactics" that break the defenses of countless people must look extremely "unique".

The sound of footsteps grew louder as they approached.

As he casually wiped the water from his face with the back of his hand, Lü Ang walked out with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "Hey, Brother Shu, the way you guys are staring at the door, anyone who didn't know better would think there's some rare animal locked up inside..."

His voice still echoed in the air.

But the expressions on Lin Shu's and the other two's faces froze completely at that moment.

That was a transition from anticipation to doubt, and then from doubt to extreme shock.

Lin Shu's wine glass even tilted slightly, spilling a few drops of red wine onto the tablecloth, but he was completely unaware.

The young man who appeared at the door had no longer been covered by a black mask, revealing a face that was almost too clean.

His skin was a healthy, slightly pale white, with delicate features, a straight nose, and clear, bright eyes that exuded a gentle, scholarly air.

Especially the faint smile at the corner of his mouth made him look not ferocious at all, but rather like a well-mannered teenager who had just graduated from school.

Clean.

It's too clean.

Is this the face of that "idiot" who broke the entire internet and was like the Grim Reaper in the game?!

"Holy...holy shit?!"

Lin Shu suddenly stood up, the movement so forceful it almost tipped the chair over. He pointed at Lü Ang, his voice trembling, "You...you're Lü Ang?! You're that guy who's always being yelled at by fans to 'catch the dog on New Year's Eve' while he's secretly developing the 'Thunderbolt Technique'?!"

Yolo was stunned. He rubbed his eyes hard and muttered to himself, "Something's not right... this style is off. With that look, you could be an idol star, what kind of 'goofball' are you in the esports world?!"

Yi Lin froze on the spot, staring at Lü Ang's handsome face, his mind replaying the scene of the red wolf swooping down to kill the god of war on the second floor of the Lixin building that afternoon.

The extreme sense of disconnect caused the three top streamers to crash on the spot.

At this moment, Nanbowan was not to be outdone. He suddenly stood up and, to everyone's bewilderment, quickly took three steps to reach Lü Ang.

He brought his face close to Lü Ang's, and Lü Ang could see his own face reflected in his pupils.

Lü Ang swallowed hard. "Brother Nan, what are you doing?"

Nanbo remained silent, his gaze fixed solely on Lü Ang's face.

He couldn't connect this face to the image of Lü Ang he remembered.

Is this really Lü Ang?

Is this Lü Ang's face?

Is that really Lü Ang's face?!

Under everyone's gaze, Nanbo made a startling statement, "Boss Gua, tell me honestly, you really haven't had plastic surgery?"

"No!" Lü Ang shook his head with a complicated expression.

Nanbowan gave a mocking laugh, then walked dejectedly back to his seat. "It's nothing!"

Haotian, who was standing to the side, was very satisfied with Nanbowan's current expression.

"Brother Nan, are you alright?"

Nanbowan waved his hand. "Don't talk to me yet. I'm a bit withdrawn. Why? What right do you have?"

"Lu Ang, damn it... is he that handsome?"

Everyone couldn't help but chuckle upon hearing this. They were all people in the industry and knew what Lü Ang had done to Nanbowan, so they could all understand Nanbowan's current confusion and bewilderment.

Lu Ang touched his nose, walked to his seat, and smiled shyly. It was not a good time to provoke Nanbowan.

Lü Ang said to Lin Shu, "What's wrong, Brother Shu? Looking at me like this... do you think I'm not 'despicable' enough, or do you think I should be even more ferocious?"

Lin Shu sat back down, took several deep breaths, and then raised his glass with a wry smile: "Brother, I give up. I really give up."

"I used to think you were heartless because you looked heartless. Now I understand..."

Looking at Lü Ang's gentle and refined face, Lin Shu slammed his fist on the table in grief and indignation:

"You little rascal, you're just born with a black heart!!!"

"Hahahaha!"

A burst of hearty laughter erupted inside the private room.

……

Meanwhile, on the other end of the network, everything had completely exploded.

The chat in the official live stream went into a frenzy the moment Lü Ang's 1v3 moment ended, and nobody was discussing the Group B matches anymore!

"??????"

"What the hell is this?!"

"I'm cracked! I'm really cracked!"

"One against three? One against three without teammates?!"

"I thought Bruce's team was going to be wiped out, but that idiot managed to turn the tide?!"

"My god, is this top-tier FPS talent? I've played CS for five years and never seen anything like this!"

"That's what you call ruthless and taciturn, folks!"

"I now seriously suspect that this 'meatball' isn't human at all; it's an AI sent by some game company!"

"I now seriously suspect that this 'meatball' isn't human at all; it's an AI sent by some game company!"

On Weibo, the hashtag #LvAngOneAgainstThree# quickly rose to the top of the trending topics within just five minutes.

Major esports bloggers and game streamers reposted the video, each with different captions, but the core message was the same—shock.

Renowned esports commentator @esportsveteran posted a long Weibo post:

"I watched the live stream for a full thirty minutes before I came to my senses. Lü Ang's 1v3 play transcended the realm of 'showmanship'; it was a pure, soul-deep killing intent. I can now say with certainty that Lü Ang no longer belongs to the category of 'professional player.' He belongs to a completely new category that we haven't defined yet. I don't know how to describe him, but I know that this afternoon's match will be recorded in the annals of esports history. And the name Lü Ang will become a legend."

The number of comments under this Weibo post instantly exceeded 10,000.

"The experienced driver is right! That's what I think too!"

"That's what you call 'ruthless but taciturn,' everyone!"

"I've already recorded that idiot's actions, and I'm going to watch it a hundred times until I understand it!"

"No, what I'm more concerned about is, why is this guy still wearing a mask? Is he really that ugly?"

"I bet five bucks that Lü Ang is a coward and won't dare show his face!"

"You can tell from the upstairs person that they're not actually playing Delta Force; they're just here for fun and to join in the excitement."

"Agreed. What's the difference between this kind of person and those who claim to be football fans when the World Cup is about to start?"

"We Delta Force players all know why Lü Ang doesn't dare show his face: because if he did, he'd be instantly killed!"

"Just kidding, it'll kill you even without showing your face!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

……