Lin Fan couldn't bear to see Zhenping Yiming like this. He was teary eyed and didn't have the ability to return his shots. Furthermore, he was an international friend.
This was just bullying him intolerably.
As Master Lin, he was supposed to be full of justice and love. How could he do such a thing?
"Host, what is the score now?" Lin Fan asked.
The host had already been dumbstruck long ago. He stood there frozen- if he hadn't seen it for himself, he would have never believed that table tennis could be played in this manner.
"Teacher Lin, the score is 5 sets to 0"
Lin Fan nodded his head, mentally noting that there was one more set to go.
