"Ah?"
Upon hearing Yu Wensheng assert that Zhang Yang might be in danger, Sun Yi couldn't help but gasp softly.
Realizing she was slightly out of line, the young girl instinctively wanted to cover her mouth but was held back by her professional discipline.
"You seem a bit excited?" Yu Wensheng glanced sideways at Sun Yi.
Sun Yi quickly shook her head: "It's not excitement. It's mainly because your judgment is so far off from my perspective.
Before you explained the details, I thought Zhang Yang had a slight advantage! But now, it seems a bit precarious!"
"There's no need to be overly nervous. From what I know about Zhang Yang, even if he loses this round, he'll quickly make adjustments in the following matches.
This angler reacts extremely swiftly, so he won't muddle through all five matches without realizing what's happening!"
To be fair, Yu Wensheng's assessment of Zhang Yang is very accurate, as Zhang Yang in reality indeed fits this description.
