Chapter Three: A Three-Million-Yuan Slap

Miss all three and he must confess on camera to cheating at Qiyun. “What if I sink all three?” Lu asked. The host paused while someone spoke through his earpiece. “Three million, and the challenger discloses the real payment account.” Su had planted that condition the night before. Whoever was behind the event believed every shot impossible. Confidence made people wager more than money. Before the first shot, the fan spun at high speed, its blade gaps narrower than a ball. Lu saw the golden path, and a dangerous red line along the bearing. Someone had overloaded the motor. On its programmed rhythm, the blade would accelerate just as his ball passed.