Berry noticed Li Wei's gaze, and bitterness spread on the tip of his tongue.
He knew Li Wei was a smart man. The Frederick Test was just the tip of an iceberg; Li Wei's keen grasp of details in daily training and actual games proved time and again that he was a genius who played with his brain.
But he had not expected his secret to be uncovered so quickly.
Li Wei stared at Berry, not speaking, but the denial and resistance in his eyes couldn't have been clearer:
"Eric, tell me I'm wrong. Tell me it's all just in my head, that I'm just a journalism student with an overactive imagination, and all those guesses and deductions are nothing but fiction."
However.
Berry couldn't.
He looked at Li Wei, trying to display the poise of a seasoned player. He wouldn't get flustered over some trivial matter like that rookie Li Wei; he'd face any storm with the calm maturity of an old-timer. Unfortunately, he failed.
"Rookie..."
