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Jiang Cheng had his arms crossed, legs stretched out far, and was feeling a bit unpleasant.
The skill level of the ones who were previously on the court was so-so. If he was wearing basketball shoes, he and Pan Zhi could probably take them on 2 to 5 with no problem. But looking at them play was actually quite interesting—there was a sense of superiority from watching above, as well as pride in the lofty ambitious spirit that got him there.1Continue reading “SAYE – Chapter 6”