The other golf players who had been mocking Yang Fei.
It was as if they were struck by a paralysis spell, their mouths agape, unable to close.
If you threw a horse dung egg into their mouths, it wouldn't even touch their teeth.
In that moment, the whole world went quiet.
Yang Fei turned around, gave the middle finger to the guys who had been ridiculing him, then shouldered his club and walked toward another hole.
"It's impossible, this guy must have blindly stumbled on a dead rat!"
"Yeah, he can't even hold a club right, how did he get the ball into the hole?"
"Let's go see!"
...
Chen Dingwen watched Yang Fei in disbelief.
He only scrambled to follow after Yang Fei had walked far away.
Chen Ke was both shocked and delighted, her brain going blank from the overwhelming surge of emotions.
Listening to Yang Fei hum a tune in the distance.
Chen Ke shivered and quickly followed him.
In reality, with Yang Fei's vision and powerful control.
