The Most Despicable Of Them All, Teemo!

"Ugh...my stomach, it hurts...it hurts...referee...referee!" Wu Sen suddenly called out.

The referee furrowed his brows as he came over, asking, "What's wrong?"

"My stomach really hurts, I can't play...we'll be subbing in a player." Wu Sen said.

"Do you have a reserve?" The referee asked.

"Yes, we do. Yu Luocheng."Lin Dong said, pointing to Luocheng.

"When you register, your reserve must be in the list." The referee continued.

"Yes, he's in the list. I wrote it in, you can go check." Lin Dong replied.

"Alright, then let the reserve sit in and don't waste anymore time. There are still a lot of matches to go." The referee said as he gave his consent.

With that said, the referee went to verify their claims. It shouldn't take too long.

Once the referee had left, Luocheng eyed Lin Dong and the others, asking, "When you guys filled up the form, you wrote my name down?"