Upon hearing this name, Doyle frowned and fell silent.
In fact, in the past few years, they had rarely mentioned that person or the match that night.
It was really not a good memory, and they had a tacit understanding not to mention anything related to it.
He was a little annoyed after Mervyn said this.
If Doyle had not mentioned that Shen Li might win against him, he would not have said those things.
No one liked to admit that they had lost.
Doyle paused and looked at the field again. Thinking of the previous few encounters with Shen Li, he still felt an unspeakable unease in his heart.
"But... she really does look a little like L."
"You mean her back view?"
Mervyn responded as if he had heard a joke.
"That's about it."
Even though they were of different genders, it was a shame that Doyle linked them together.
As he spoke, he turned to look at Doyle a few more times.
