From the side, Old Tiger Zhao nodded with the wisdom of someone who had seen too much.
"Even if it's the last shot, ya still gotta watch your angles. One careless move…"
He tapped the side of his cone thoughtfully. "Bang. Disaster."
Xiao Lianfeng crossed his arms. "Feels wrong to lose after doing everything right."
"She didn't do everything right, though." Lin Yijun grinned lazily.
Dou Xinshi was gripping the edge of the table, eyes burning.
"It was almost legendary… then she self-destructed."
Hua Feixue stood up with fire in her eyes.
"Rematch, Senior Sister!" Hua Feixue declared, jabbing a finger toward Yue Xueyan.
"I'll pay! We'll play again! This time I'll win for real!"
Yue Xueyan, ever calm, gave a small nod.
That was exactly what she wanted anyway. A proper win.
She was starting to understand the game more now.
The awkward posture, the unfamiliar angles - they didn't feel so strange anymore.
Next time, she'd do better.
