He casually hit a few shots, then found an excuse to go to the bathroom and left.
With a wireless earphone in his ear, he turned a few corners following the instructions, reaching the outside of a private room. He glanced at the door number with his peripheral vision, his steps unfaltering, as he headed towards the nearby bathroom.
After a while, he vaguely heard Connor Carter's voice outside. He came out of the bathroom and called out in surprise, as if by chance, "Uncle Carter."
Connor turned around to see him, a hint of surprise flickered in his eyes, but his expression revealed nothing unusual. He smiled and greeted him, "Ah, Samuel, you're here playing billiards?"
"Yes, with a few buddies." Samuel Taylor spoke naturally, his gaze towards the two men beside Connor was also utterly calm, "Are these two Uncle Carter's friends?"
