"Old Fang, the match is about to start; aren't you waiting to watch this semi-final before you leave?" Fang Jueyu told Wang Cong that he might need to leave for a few days.
"I have something urgent to take care of, so I'll pass on watching it!" With the tactical guidance provided by Little Yi, Fang Jueyu didn't think the STT team could win against ZZ, "Tell the team to relax and play well. When I come back, I hope to see Jin Zhengzhe wearing the Ahri costume cheering for us in the finals."
"Hahaha, alright, go on with your business, don't worry. I'll take good care of these little guys and won't let you down!" Wang Cong sensed that Fang Jueyu seemed to have something important going on, so he didn't push him to stay.
Fang Jueyu's private plane was already prepared at the Royal Airport of the Sailote Kingdom. It had been dispatched on short notice from elsewhere, but the interior and performance of the plane were still top-notch.
