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There was still a positive point as Supreme Alliance was still intact and they still had a chance.

Feng Yi pushed his spectacles up his face, looking smart and sharp.

While the others were still basking in the excitement, Xue Yaoyao first thought of informing Her Highness Jiu.

"Calling her back?" Feng Yi paused. "I can't reach her."

Xue Yaoyao stilled, sinking into silence.

Feng Yi watched her, lighting a cigarette. After taking two puffs, he turned back to her. "Little Spade was the one who contacted me this time. Yaoyao, Little Spade might not be back to compete anymore. Even though this may seem demoralizing at such a time, I don't necessarily see this knowledge as a bad thing. Prepare well for the Asian Cup and don't think too much about it."

Xue Yaoyao took a moment before replying, "I'll still be waiting for her return."

Feng Yi paused, breaking into a warm smile. "Alright." One word filled with anticipation.