Ye Xingguang was so excited that she swung her fourth ball with style, followed swiftly by the fifth ball...
Next to her, Ji Weisheng felt like vomiting blood. His shots were once again perfect. Was it still not too late for him to regret the bet?
Ji Weisheng wished he could kneel down and pray that the next two players could also hit perfect shots and take the game to extra rounds. Otherwise, he would be kissing his ten million goodbye. A mere trifle for Han Chengbei, but to him, that might be his entire year's allowance!
But it seemed that fate was playing tricks on him today.
The other two players hit four and three balls respectively, so the outcome was obvious.
Everything went dark before Ji Weisheng's eyes as he staggered, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Seeing his dizzy state, Ye Xingguang couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for the guy. He was really unlucky, casually losing ten million, but what was that to her? Ha-ha-ha, she was having a blast.
