"Ah, sorry about that, sorry."
Several men in sports attire jogged over, picked up the basketball, and apologized to Xiao Yuan with smiles.
Their joking demeanor showed they didn't take the incident seriously at all.
Gao Nana's stomach churned with anger: "Are you blind? If you can't play, don't play, trying to act tough for nothing."
Anning supported Xiao Yuan, all concern on her face: "Are you alright? Does it hurt?"
Xiao Yuan shook his head.
He felt relieved that it had been him the basketball had hit.
Because of the speed, the impact from the basketball was particularly strong; it hit Xiao Yuan's back painfully, and he could imagine that taking off his shirt, there would definitely be a bruise on his back.
If the ball had hit Anning, he didn't want to think about what state she would've been in.
"You're okay, that's good to know."
Xiao Yuan grimaced, holding back the pain in his back.
