Kerslake sat in his seat and looked up at Twain, who had walked back. "What did you say to Baines? I can see something isn't quite right from his expression."
Twain sat down and turned his head to smile at him. "Take a guess."
"How can I guess?" Kerslake opened his hands.
"You'll find out soon, David."
Back on the field, Leighton Baines did not have a chance to locate his target. He did not dare to leave his position when there was no dead ball. What if the opponent counterattacked?
Therefore, Kerslake did not see what Twain's so-called adjustment was. He could only patiently wait.
