Qianxun nodded after listening, but at that moment, the hotel manager indicated that Qianxun couldn't leave yet.
"This young lady, where did that baseball go when you kicked it?"
"There!" Qianxun pointed to the spot where the baseball had landed.
But when the hotel manager went to look, he found no baseball, nor any sign of the soil having been impacted by one.
Were it not for the surveillance footage indeed showing something had landed on Eric's head and been kicked away, they might have suspected that Qianxun and the others were lying.
Qianxun was somewhat surprised when she heard that the baseball couldn't be found.
She couldn't have misheard; the baseball had indeed fallen to that spot and even made a dull thud.
How could it not be there?
What Qianxun didn't know was that at this moment, a sleek and shiny honey badger was nearby in the bushes, pitifully rubbing a bump on its head with one paw, while the other paw was firmly grasping a baseball.
