Players, Behave Yourselves

The legendary fourth calamity of the players.

No one could have predicted what a transmigrator, forced to bear the fate of a Demon King, would get up to in the strange world of Blood Arena with a bunch of ridiculous players.

When Wang Hao coolly points a finger at the enemy...

"Long live the charge!"

"Demacia!"

"For the Alliance!"

"For the Horde!"

"Wait! Take out the Long Live the Charge guys first, then beat up the ones shouting Demacia. After that, we brothers can settle this among ourselves!"

"Okay!"

Wang Hao: What the %$#@, this is so hard!

After finally making it back from that damned world, he has to start a gaming company to cover up what happened there?

Wait, how did my shell company become the shining light of domestic gaming? What the heck?