Six people sat at a table eating and drinking, and with chatty digestion, by the time they drove back to the competition venue it was already past 2 o'clock, not long before the start of the match.
Before the game started, Xiao Xian saw Zhou Ziang wearing a wrist guard on his arm, which seemed to cover the injury from the earlier collision.
After finishing his meal, Zhou Ziang checked the area where Xiao Xian's head had hit him, which initially only showed slight swelling. After returning to the venue, he discovered that the area had turned dark blue.
Pressing it with his hand brought a stabbing pain into his muscles and bones, and he had no choice but to wear the wrist guard he had borrowed from Fang De.
The muscles around where the wrist guard wrapped still twitched with pain, worse than he had anticipated. It had been many years since he had been injured, and he'd almost forgotten what physical pain felt like.
