"Have we won?"
Yang Ruoqian and Chang Zhiqing exchanged glances, then walked together towards the large screen.
Their initially chosen seats were already occupied by others, and right now, it was the peak hours of the shopping center, with no available seats anywhere.
"It's a good thing you didn't wear high heels this time; otherwise, you'd be dead tired," Yang Ruoqian chuckled. "Look, most of the people occupying seats here aren't even here for the match."
After all, this wasn't a major competition, and there wasn't any famous player invited. Most people were just here for the excitement.
If they wanted to watch a match, who would miss a top-tier league to attend this regional-style small-scale competition?
"Hmm," Chang Zhiqing didn't comment on the high heels matter and abruptly changed the subject, "Why don't you analyze which side has the upper hand in this decisive battle?"
