If she lost to Qin Nuo, she had no idea what kind of punishment awaited her.
And if she won... it wasn't even certain she could leave Qin City alive with her people.
Lost in thought, Bai Su came up with a plan.
She took her shot, using a clever angle to set off a chain of collisions.
After a series of impacts, her balls slowly formed a blockade around Qin Nuo's last remaining ball.
With Qin Nuo's level of skill, there was no way she could get past those obstacles to sink her final ball.
Bai Su put on an apologetic expression. "Oh, I'm so sorry. My skills are just awful."
Qin Nuo's expression was grim. She looked for an angle, any angle, but it was impossible to end the match with a single shot. She could only find a spot to break her ball out of the cluster.
Bai Su took another shot. The balls scattered across the table in a chaotic mess, a seemingly clumsy and artless display. Her own balls grazed the pockets several times but never quite managed to fall in.
