Transmigrating into the Male Supporting Character’s Ex-wife

Ruan Jiu Jiu returned to her seat, waiting for the next round.

She saw Cheng Jun’s calm demeanor and was a bit speechless. The guild members were still comforting Ruan Jiu Jiu and she felt a little awkward. Reminiscence was one of the top players in the game. It was normal for him to win.

Ruan Jiu Jiu: “…” Would they still be able to say such things if they knew that just then, Cheng Jun went to grab a Yakult?

The second round was about to start and everyone looked on in anticipation. They waited to see another round of Master Rem bullying a scrub. This might finally put the guy in his place.

Reminiscence looked at Moon over the West River and felt slightly shaken. Why did he have a sort of subtle feeling that the opponent was only testing his strength? Normal players wouldn’t be able to tell, but Reminiscence knew very clearly that landing a blow on him wasn’t a fluke and that it wasn’t some abnormality.

He felt like this sort of steady calmness came from a seasoned player and he had a sense of deja vu.

He furrowed his brows and typed in his chat.

Reminiscence of the Past: I will do my best.

Moon over the West River: Okay.

The peanut gallery was angered.

“Dafuck, who does this guy think he is, Liszt, the world’s top gamer? What’s he all cocky for!”

“Yeah!! Get shit on!”

“Damn what balls, to be talking to Master Rem like that.”

But Reminiscence wasn’t mad. On the other hand, because of the other’s calm answer, he had an unsettling feeling. Before he could even think about where that feeling came from, the system sounded and the second round began.

Begin!

Though some of the peanut gallery had left, there still were a decent number remaining and comments continued flying across the screen. They were all confessions of love or words of encouragement.

“Get in there Master Rem! Fuck him up!”

“Send his ass to Heaven!”

“I love you Remmieeeee!”

A few stray comments praised Moon over the West River for being so brave. But those comments quickly disappeared as they were drowned out by the other players.

The two warriors stood in the arena, neither moving. It was like a repeat of the first round when they were frozen in place. Only, the silent standoff was broken by Moon in the next second.

He moved.

A murderous aura. An enveloping grandeur. Those words accurately sketched the shocking, once-in-a-lifetime scene that the audience saw. They didn’t even see the other’s attacks! They could only see the Reminiscence retreat in defeat without a chance of returning a blow. His HP bar was plummeting!

Moon locked on to Reminiscence once more and slammed him to the ground from midair!

Black and golden flames exploded out from Moon. He was like the Grim Reaper and stood coldly in place, looking at the lifeless Reminiscence.

[Moon over the West River has won the second round!]

The crowd was dumbstruck. After the long silence, they were only left with one question: What the hell just happened?

“Can…can the GMs do a replay…”

“Please playback with 0.5x no no no 0.1x speed!”

“My god, am I going blind?”

“Who just saw what happened? Pls tell us!”

They looked at the calm Moon over the West River with stupefied faces. The voices that called for a thrashing suddenly quieted. Nobody dared say a peep. Even the livestream thread poster was dumbstruck and didn’t know what to say.

Someone made a post.

[Round two: Moon over the West River has defeated Reminiscence of the Past!]

The instant the announcement appeared, the crowd exploded. Even the people who had left the circle of onlookers were shocked. At that, they were full of regret and immediately ran back to beg for someone to explain what had just happened. Only a few minutes later, another flood of players flocked over to crowd around the arena, almost crashing the game.

Surprise was written across Gu You’s entire face. This confident and decisive air, and that familiar technique…No, there was definitely no way that it could be him.

With the kind of status that person had, how was it possible for him to lower himself to play a game like this, even challenging him to a duel. It could only be that some experts chose to hide among the masses, and the world was so big that there were still many hidden talents he hadn’t come across yet.

His muscles were extremely tense, and he immediately started to feel nervous. His opponent’s speed was at a level that was impossible for him to reach. If things went on like this, it was certain that he would be defeated in the exact same manner!

But in such a short amount of time, what could he do?

As the crowd of onlookers argued, Ruan Jiu Jiu was also stupefied. She didn’t dare disturb Cheng Jun’s concentration and could only wait until the matches concluded to go over and find out for herself exactly what was going on. Only, the score now was one to one, and it was impossible for anyone to predict who in the end would be the winner.

The excitement of the crowd of spectating players was reaching a fever pitch, and they waited impatiently for the next round of the fight.

The system’s reminder sounded: Round three: Begin!

Reminiscence of the Past made the first move!

He directly unleashed his strongest ult practically just as the system announced the commencement of the battle, but as far as Moon over the West River was concerned, it was still too slow, so slow that he was full of openings and totally defenseless. Like an emotionless killing machine, he relentlessly suppressed Reminiscence of the Past without an ounce of mercy!

Reminiscence of the Past was knocked out!

Reminiscence of the Past ate it again!

It was practically a one-sided massacre. Reminiscence of the Past’s miserable attempts at resistance were weak and powerless. The circle of spectators couldn’t help but immerse themselves in the fight, their hearts clenching nervously.

It was too miserable.

There was virtually no room to fight back!

If it was said the Reminiscence of the Past’s skills could be regarded as perfect, with not a single point to criticize, then right now, Moon over the West River was vividly giving them a textbook demonstration of what a real warrior looked like. His control of the warrior class totally represented all its attributes of violent, explosive DPS, every attack a ruthless domination, and no show of mercy. Like a demon of the night, holding your life in its hands, the feeling of suffocation it gave the onlookers made them shudder powerlessly and for the time being, the chat was totally silent.

All the players held their breaths, their hearts pounding, not even willing to blink. And then—the system’s announcement sounded like a death knell, crashing down such that they almost had the wind knocked out of them.

[Moon over the West River has won the third round!]

[Final score, Moon over the West River: 2 wins 1 loss, has won the duel!]

The players were instantly stupefied.

When everyone snapped back to reality, they only had one question: Who the hell was Moon over the West River?

He had such a strong aura and such a clean, beautiful playstyle. He had such an exquisite and tight defense, along with such inconceivable speed… It was like he was a robot. His skills weren’t even human!

Under the eyes of the crowd, Reminiscence of the Past thought back to a year ago when he had been absolutely dominated.

He had become a name in the esports circles long ago and racked up countless accomplishments. He was very lucky to have had the opportunity to challenge Liszt, who was ranked first in the world. His past self was just like him today. He had no opportunity to fight back and could only watch as his HP dropped and he suffered defeat.

Besides that man, there was no one else who could invoke such a frightful sense of helplessness.

Reminiscence of the Past shook as he typed. Even he couldn’t believe himself.

Reminiscence of the Past: Liszt?

Moon over the West River: Mhm.

Once those words were said, the crowd was in an uproar. They never thought that just then, they were mocking the godly Liszt, the elusive pro who didn’t even attend competitions. The crowd lost it. The screen filled with confessions of love for Liszt. They wanted to add him as a friend, yet discovered that he had long disabled incoming friend requests. Like that, he quietly logged off.

The recording of the duel between the two went viral. After being tagged with #Liszt, the likes and reblogs exploded. The video was replayed over and over again. Many gaming commentators had stayed up making videos explaining the three rounds between the two.

Ruan Jiu Jiu, who was still online, was very calm.

The guild fell into silence, and the last message sent was still Bi Ying’s words.

Ruan Jiu Jiu gave a dry cough and replied.

Jiu Jiu Jiu: Sorry Bi Ying, my hubby didn’t hold back

Compared to the two’s words, Jiu Jiu’s was quite the slap in the face. The peanut gallery suddenly couldn’t hold in their laughter and wanted to clap for Ruan Jiu Jiu. Bi Ying thought her childhood friend was all that but Jiu Jiu Jiu didn’t even care. Compared to Liszt, could Reminiscence even be called a master?

There were immediately ten new threads posted on the forum.

“Shocker! Jiu Jiu Jiu’s hubby is Liszt!”

“Slapped in the face! This bitch ain’t worth much.”

“You bully my wife, I thrash your man”

“The face-slapping epilogue—Awkward… Who will still stay in the game?”

They didn’t know if Light Breeze Bi Ying was angered into silence or if she had already logged off. For a while, she didn’t say a thing.

The guild chat was already spammed by a group of clamoring fans.

“Jiu Jiu Jiu please let Master Liszt say a few words. We’ve been his fans for over five years!”

“God, the only thing I want to know is what he looks like!”

“Omfg someone hold me im crying”

“Liszt I love you!! Look here!”

Ruan Jiu Jiu: “…”

Jiu Jiu Jiu: It’s dinner time. I’m logging off

She found an excuse to log off, giving the rabid crowd the opportunity to cool down.

On the other side.

Cheng Jun’s study wasn’t calm either. Over the phone, Tu Nan’s hysteric yelling was enough to make one go deaf: “Boss when’d you start playing, why didn’t you tell me anything!”

Their boss had started playing their company’s game. But what originally should have been a happy occasion was now a wreck. Tu Nan’s head was on the verge of eruption, he really didn’t know how to resolve this.

On the other end of the call came the crunching of someone eating cookies, and then the indistinct voice said unhurriedly, “I’m really hungry.”

Tu Nan: “What???”

What he heard in response was the sound of his boss hanging up on him.

Tu Nan: “…”

This disgraceful boss! Waaaahhh he was really going to die of anger!

……

Ruan Jiu Jiu, in order to reward Cheng Jun, cooked an entire table of dishes for him. After she heard the sound of the study’s door opening, Cheng Jun leisurely strolled up and casually grabbed another bottle of Yakult, peeling off the cap.

Ruan Jiu Jiu momentarily still felt a trace of nervousness.

She stared at Cheng Jun, and tentatively sounded out, “Err…Master Liszt?”

“……”

Cheng Jun had his head back as he was finishing off the Yakult. She could clearly see his Adam’s apple bob up and down. His jawline cut sharp. He heard Ruan Jiu Jiu call him and paused. He cast a sidewards glance towards her. Those almond eyes were a bit mischievous but also lacking spirit. But it was easy to read what that look meant: “Have you gone mad?”

Ruan Jiu Jiu: “… Pretend I didn’t say anything. Wash your hands and let’s eat.”

She shouldn’t have put him on such a pedestal.

Only

The hell with Liszt, “world’s number one”, master, etc. In the end, things that happened online just didn’t reflect reality. The Cheng Jun in front of her was the real one. The…

The man nicknamed “God’s Hand” had large hands and slender fingers. He reached over to the plate to nab a piece of sweet and sour pork chops. He didn’t notice that Ruan Jiu Jiu was silently standing behind him. She raised a clean ladle and thwacked him across the nape of the neck.

Ruan Jiu Jiu lightly asked, “Did you wash your hands?”

“No.”

“Go wash your hands.”

“Oh.”

Author’s note: Ruan Jiu Jiu: Bei Wei Wei gets to bring Xiao Nai home, I get to bring…sigh.

Cheng Jun who was currently gnawing on a piece of pork: ?