He'd Put His Foot in It

After dinner, Chen Xi sat down on the sofa and waited a little while.

Once Talan was ready, the two of them went down to the garage together and drove to a nearby tennis club.

When it came to tennis, Chen was basically nine-tenths clueless.

But today, Chen was actually a little interested.

He wanted to try practicing some of those "legendary techniques."

Things like the Outspin Serve, the Snake Shot, the White Whale, Brown Bear Falls into Net, Flying Swallow Returns to Nest, and so on~~

Ooh~~

Just thinking about it was thrilling!!

Say, if I maxed out my strength and speed and everything, could I actually play real-life Murder Tennis?~~

After arriving at a nearby tennis club in Oklahoma, Chen stroked his chin and fell into thought.

"Hey, Chris! What a coincidence. You're here too?"

"Yeah, what a coincidence."

Chen Xi had just finished a singles match, losing 4–6 to Talan in an exceedingly deliberate fashion, and sat down in a chair to rest when a man struck up a conversation with him~~

Chen looked up, then searched his memory for information about the man.

Connolly Christopher.

A reporter from TNT who had once interviewed him in New York. They were sort of acquaintances.

But clearly, the world wasn't full of that many coincidences.

It was obvious this guy had come looking for him.

You had to hand it to him—he was good at his job. Chen had just spontaneously come out to play tennis for a bit.

And it hadn't taken long at all for someone to track him down.

"Hahaha, did you come out to exercise on your own? Do you like playing tennis in your free time too?"

"No, I just came out to get some exercise with my wife. In fact, I don't