On the lawn, Lu Jinxuan stood tall holding a club.
He didn't say anything and merely glanced at Tang Yueze.
Tang Yueze understood, raising his hand towards An Zihao, "Mr. An, how do you want to play?"
"Huh?" An Zihao was taken aback, not understanding the meaning, "Whatever Mr. Lu wants to play, I'm game."
With a subtle nod, Lu Jinxuan remained impassive, and Tang Yueze smiled, "Mr. An is indeed straightforward. Mr. Lu suggests that since it's the first meeting and we don't know Mr. An's level, why not... keep it low stakes, 300,000 per ball, 10 balls per game, how about it?"
300,000 per ball? An Zihao felt a cold sweat break out upon hearing this and instinctively wanted to refuse, but he had just agreed.
He was still pondering how to refuse when Tang Yueze had already called over the caddie, "Come, be ready with everything!"
"Yes."
Lu Jinxuan glanced at An Zihao lightly, indicating that he should go first.
