Golf course.
It had already been an hour.
Mi Shen gripped the club, her gaze intensely focused on the white ball, summoning all her concentration as sweat pooled in her palms. After a lengthy struggle, she clenched her teeth and pushed the ball out.
The white ball brushed past the rim of the hole…
"Miss Kemy scores 18 holes, Miss Mi… 4 holes."
"What?" Mi Shen could hardly believe her own ears, and the silent observer, Leng Ying, silently nodded, confirming that it was indeed the truth.
Kemy had hit the ball, but of her eighteen shots, she had only made four?
The loss was too embarrassing!
She couldn't accept it.
Tossing the club aside, she proposed to Kemy, "How about we switch it up?"
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A moment later, the tennis court.
Mi Shen wound up with all her strength; tennis was her strong suit, and she was determined to reclaim her lost dignity!
She served with ease, and after a few exchanges, she waited for the right moment to send back a tricky, sharply angled shot.