The scoreboard above the stadium displayed the latest score: Flying Team 2:0 Wind and Cloud Team.
Peng Xiaotian's face was full of anger, as Lin Fei reminded him while making the shot, which was nothing short of mockery.
Hearing Lin Fei's fans cheering from the stands, echoing throughout the stadium, Peng Xiaotian clenched his fists tightly, veins popping on the back of his hands.
When two forwards and a defender from the Wind and Cloud Team approached him, Peng Xiaotian said in a voice only they could hear, "Remember to take Lin Fei down later, no matter what, don't let him get the ball again."
"Yes, Young Master Peng," the forward and the defender replied in a low voice.
Then, Peng Xiaotian said to the defender Maohou, "You start the ball."
Maohou nodded, picked up the basketball from the ground, went to the baseline, and then tossed the ball to Peng Xiaotian.
