C1091 Golf Competition
Jing Xiaolu guided Qin Feng and Zombie Qiang onto a double-row golf cart and they slowly made their way to Jing Tian's somewhat outdated golf course.
"This place isn't really banking on golf, is it? How long has it been since the grass was last cut?" Qin Feng inquired, gesturing towards the patchy turf.
"It's been about three months," Jing Xiaolu replied
