This Seat Was Getting a Little Too Hot!

Tang Tian had not expected Holt to sit down, but when he saw Holt gesture for an assistant to bring him coffee after sitting down, he had already mostly guessed what Holt was thinking.

He was looking to get even.

Fine.

Watching a game alone was boring anyway. Having someone sitting beside him made it more interesting.

As for whether it would be awkward, that had never crossed Tang Tian's mind.

Only Holt would care that much about this game. Tang Tian was not even playing, so even if the Spurs won, it would not really prove anything.

Besides, given the Pelicans' competitive form tonight, they might not necessarily lose.

The assistant brought Holt his coffee. Holt drank it while watching the game, looking as though he intended to stay until the end.

The theater staff kept glancing over curiously.

One was an NBA superstar, and the other was the owner of an NBA team.

This was not a VIP suite, but tonight, the television in this lobby was getting VIP viewing treatment.

Holt had barely started drinking his coffee when his brows furrowed.

After the second quarter began, the situation on the court suddenly changed.

Holiday had been subbed out with one minute left in the first quarter, but he was sent back in at the start of the second quarter.

His backcourt partner was second-year player Joe Harris.

Harris had rarely gotten opportunities with the Cavaliers, and it was no different after coming to the Pelicans. Like Morrow, his defense did not meet the team's standards.

But Morrow was in poor form, so Stevens could only use him. This was also his first appearance for the Pelicans.

Yet this very player became the unexpected weapon on the court during this stretch.

In one minute, he drilled two consecutive