'To have cultivated such mastery in both basketball and pool... how had they never heard of someone like her?'
With three balls sunk, Xia Zhaoyun's pressure vanished. Not only had she made her money back, but she was also up five yuan.
A faint smile touched her tense face. She tilted her head slightly, searching for her next shot. This time, the man behind her was silent, and the onlookers let out a collective, silent sigh of relief.
Xia Zhaoyun rotated her wrist, selected a ball, aimed, and with a firm stroke—another one went in!
She couldn't help but smile, turning sideways to shoot Huo Tianhao a smug look. 'See? I can sink balls even without your oh-so-wise instructions.'
Huo Tianhao gave her a cool glance and scoffed.
Xia Zhaoyun huffed in response, turning back to the table. She was determined to sink another one and prove him wrong. She wouldn't let him look down on her.
