Deep Down, He Knew

Time seemed to freeze as the basketball hit the ground. 

The stadium lights gleamed off its surface, and the echo of the buzzer rang in the background, loud but somehow distant. 

The noise from the crowd felt muffled, like it came from underwater. The Shizi Dogs celebrated in the middle of the court. However, even then, they couldn't fully comprehend what had just happened.

In the VIP area, the Elites leaned back in their chairs, shaking their heads in disbelief. Fang crossed his arms and let out a low chuckle.

"It really happened," he muttered, a small smirk forming on his lips. "I can't believe he managed to beat all three of us." His eyes flickered toward Zheng, who sat rigid with an unreadable expression. 

Calvin leaned forward, a teasing glint in his eyes as he pointed at Zheng. "You're going to lose too, you know," he teased, nudging Fang to share the joke. But Zheng remained motionless, not even cracking a smile at Calvin's jab.