330 Bearing Grudges (1/2)

”You overestimate yourself!”

Xiao Luo said coldly… and a strong surge of internal energy exploded from his body.

A shrill scream pierced the air as Yang Hongzhi was thrown right out of the court, looking like he was hit by a speeding car. Xiao Luo was still hovering in the air, his right arm winding up behind his head before dunking the basketball through the hoop. The ball was slammed fiercely into the basket, like a cannonball, and the net swung back upwards as it swished through.

After completing the dunk, Xiao Luo landed softly with both feet slightly apart. The ball was bouncing right under the basket going BOP, BOP, BOP—as if bowing to Xiao Luo in deference, and it eventually stopped bouncing and rolled towards his feet in total submission.

Yang Honzhi's two bodyguards, Shen Qingyan and Su Li froze, staring with their mouths wide open, absolutely shocked by what they had just witnessed. Shen Qingyan, who was still on the phone, unknowingly dropped it on the ground. Su Xiaobei's eyes lit up in awe—she was cheering gleefully and jumping for joy when she saw Xiao Luo gloriously slam the dunk through the hoop with such power.

Nobody even dreamed that Xiao Luo was capable of a slam dunk, and it wasn't just a regular dunk, but an imposing and powerful slam dunk. His timing, explosive power, and jumping prowess was simply dominating!

Yang Hongzhi lay slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the slender figure under the basket. His humiliation was complete—the final score was 10 to 0. He had initially planned to beat his opponent 10 to 0, but instead, he ended up on the receiving end of that scoreline. As if that wasn't humiliating enough, he was totally outclassed by his opponent, unable to touch the ball even once. Now, his confidence and self-esteem were crushed entirely, something that he had never experienced before.

”Ah San, Ah Si... what are you waiting for?! Cripple that b*stard!” Yang Hongzhi roared.

”Yes, Young Master!”

The bodyguards snapped out of their shock and rushed toward Xiao Luo, snarling with cruel intentions.

”Yang Hongzhi, what are you trying to do?!” Su Li yelled. She was furious with Yang Hongzhi, furrowing her brows as she walked over briskly to confront him.

”Li Er... I, ermm…”

”You were the one who suggested having this match with Xiao Luo, yet now you are trying to beat him up after you've lost. Are you such a sore loser?” Su Li said, her eyes glaring coldly at the vanquished man.

Yang Hongzhi attempted to respond, but nothing came out when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what he could say to explain himself. But, when he gazed into Su Li's beautiful eyes, he immediately came to his senses and got back up. He tried to laugh it off casually and said: ”It's a misunderstanding... just a misunderstanding, that's all. Hahaha... I was just fooling around with him.”

Su Li no longer had any interest in continuing the conversation. She turned to walk away.

”I could tell right from the start that Young Master Yang was just fooling around. Why would a magnanimous person like Young Master Yang behave like a sore loser, am I right?” Shen Qingyan said, walking over and trying to make peace.

After hearing both ladies mention the words ”sore loser,” he almost vomited blood. He'd just been thrashed 10 to 0, and right was in front of the woman he fancied. Who would be able to accept such a loss, especially after being totally outplayed in every aspect of the game?

However, outwardly Yang Hongzhi nodded his head, and he even attempted a laugh to show how magnanimous he was. ”As usual, only Qingyan knows me best. Oh, and by the way, Qingyan, I won't be able to have lunch with you all. I suddenly remembered that I have something urgent to attend to, so I'll be leaving first.” Then, he beckoned to Su Xiaobei, who was looking at him. ”Xiaobei, say goodbye to Uncle Yang!” She instantly hugged Xiao Luo's thigh and timidly hid half her face behind him.

”Bye, Uncle Yang…” Su Xiaobei spoke in the faintest of whispers.

”Good girl!”

Yang Hongzhi turned to Su Li and smiled. ”Li Er, I will come and find you again some other time.”

He turned around and left without any further ado.

It wasn't that he had any urgent matters to attend to, but rather because his muscles were aching badly and he might even have sprained his lower back, and if he stayed any longer, he would only make a fool of himself. When he turned around, his smile dissipated instantly, and a cruel and dark expression appeared on his face.