Wang Zixuan and the others wore solemn expressions. If the previous game was for their own dreams, then this one was undeniably a fight for Lin Chen.
"Lin Chen, the strength of the Shujian women's basketball team is far from what you've seen so far," a sudden voice came from the lounge as a girl walked in and spoke.
Lin Chen froze for a moment when he saw the visitor—it was the same girl, Wang Yushan, whom he'd teased a few days ago.
Lin Chen's eyes lingered on Wang Yushan briefly; her face was pale, as if she had suffered internal injuries.
"How did you end up so badly injured?" Lin Chen asked, puzzled.
Wang Yushan's gaze shifted toward the Shushan women's basketball team in the distance, hatred gleaming in her eyes: "It's all because of those bastards. My injuries are minor. But my sister..."
As she spoke, tears welled up in Wang Yushan's eyes.
"What's going on exactly?" Lin Chen pressed.
