The path to becoming a football legend began with being ousted from Carrington by Manchester United.

Lin Yi unfortunately became an orphan at a very young age. His uncle, as his guardian, took him to Europe, where he then focused on football training, moving between the youth training teams of several clubs.

In his limited free time, he prefers video games, and even when watching movies, he is more interested in things like Transformers.

No wonder he didn't recognize Emma Watson, who is famous worldwide for playing Hermione in the Harry Potter series.

After Aguero explained things to him, Lin Yi sincerely apologized to her: "I'm sorry, little girl, I misjudged you. Your figure doesn't look like that kind of person."

She was approached by someone under the influence of alcohol, only to be mistaken for someone who acted in adult films, and now she's being mocked like this. Emma Watson looked down at her somewhat flat chest and couldn't take it anymore.

She picked up her wine glass and decisively splashed it all over Lin Yi's face before angrily getting up and leaving.

Aguero was speechless, stammering, "Lin, you are being very rude. As a gentleman, I think you should go after him and apologize."

"I think you're right." Lin nodded, grabbed her wine glass, and chased after him.

Watson, who was greeting Guy Ritchie and indicating that he was leaving first, glanced at Lin Yi who had followed him and said coldly, "It's probably too late to apologize now."

"You've misunderstood." Lin Yi shook his head. "I'm here to remind you that you forgot something."

"What?"

"Your wine!" With that, Lin Yi splashed the wine in his glass onto Watson's face in the same manner.

Guy Ritchie looked to his left and saw a handsome face with a smile, a blend of Eastern and Western aesthetics, with drops of alcohol on his face adding to his masculine charm.

Turning my head to the right, I saw a short-haired beauty looking angry. Even though her makeup was soaked with alcohol, her signature look remained unchanged.

Guy Ritchie smelled gunpowder in the air, along with an indescribable scent of hormones.

The well-traveled and knowledgeable director suddenly clutched his stomach: "Excuse me, gentlemen, I have to leave for a while." With that, he quickly turned and disappeared into the night.

Lin Yi and Watson continued to stare at each other, completely ignoring Guy Ritchie who had made a hasty escape.

"You bastard!" Watson broke the silence first and launched an attack without warning. She kneed Lin Yi. If this hit, Lin Yi would probably only be able to play for Manchester City Women's Football Club from now on.

As a martial artist, Lin Yi possesses an extraordinary ability to sense danger. He quickly brought his legs together, tightly clamping Watson's legs, and successfully neutralized the opponent's attack.

Watson was not discouraged and slashed at Lin Yi with his right hand.

Lin Yi transformed into Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows and used the long-lost Lingxi Finger, catching the opponent's palm with just two fingers of his left hand.

Two consecutive attacks not only failed to harm Lin Yi in the slightest, but also put Lin Yi under the control of his opponent.

The distance between the two had quietly closed during their exchange, and Watson could even smell a faint scent of tobacco on the other.

Lin Yi's warm breath sprayed onto Watson's face, mixing with the cold alcohol flowing down his face, giving Watson a unique feeling.

Her body trembled slightly, and she lost all her strength in an instant. If Lin Yi hadn't been holding her fists and feet in place, Watson would probably have collapsed to the ground.

"Let me go, you bastard." Watson's voice was like a mosquito's buzz, and his London accent, which originally sounded a bit stiff, had become soft and sweet.

"Hey girl, you smell so good, I don't want to leave."

The two remained in their strange positions for an unknown amount of time amidst the booming music and dazzling lights.

"You're touching my thigh, you bastard!" Watson spat.

Lin Yi, who was still young and vigorous and maintained a pure yang body, couldn't hold back his shamelessness any longer.

He released Watson and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"What's wrong with you?" Watson asked, showing concern for his enemy.

Lin Yi tilted his head back, looking dejected, and said, "I actually reacted to a washboard. I've let down millions of Chinese men!"

Watson's hand moved swiftly and fast, grabbing Lin Yi's waist.

This time, Lin Yi was unable to defend against the other party's attack, proving that even the most skilled man cannot stop a woman from pinching his waist.

Having successfully launched a sneak attack, Watson twisted Lin Yi with all her might, gritting her teeth as she said, "You bastard! I'm waiting for you downstairs. If you're a man, come with me!"

"A real man never gives up!" Lin Yi followed Watson out of the party without the slightest hesitation.

After having danced around the dance floor, Kompany was about to return to her seat to catch her breath when she saw Aguero sitting slumped on the sofa, eyes vacant and expressionless.

"Ah Kun, why don't you go have some fun?" Looking around, Kompany asked curiously, "Where's Lin? Where did he go?"

Aguero still looked utterly lost, his lips trembling as he muttered, "He's gone, he's gone, he's really gone, they went together!"

Somewhere in Manchester, Emma Watson was drenched in sweat, clearly having just gone through a fierce fight. From her words, it was easy to tell that the outcome was still undecided.

"Get up, you bastard! Let's fight another three hundred rounds!"

"Come on, little girl, but don't blame me if your voice gets hoarse tomorrow!"

I don't know how much time passed, but the morning light was just beginning to appear outside the window, the east was getting white, and the sky was bright.

Emma Watson lay languidly in Lin Yi's arms, clearly completely subdued by his masterful Dragon-Subduing Tiger-Taming Staff Technique. She couldn't help but inquire about Lin Yi's lineage and background: "What's your name?"

"Bullshit! When did I yell? You were the one yelling all night."

At 18 years old, Lin Yi's recovery ability is truly remarkable. Even after only taking a short nap in the early morning, he returned to the training ground looking radiant and even more energetic.

In the locker room, Lin Yi greeted everyone warmly, including Aguero, who had been unusually cold to him the night before.

Everyone could sense Lin Yi's good mood, and of course, everyone understood this perfectly.

Kompany handed Lin Yi a copy of The Sun with a strange grin. The front page headline read, "Hermione Falls for Manchester Richie, Sleepless Nights During Hotel Rendezvous." The article not only detailed the identities and backgrounds of the two but also thoughtfully included photos of them entering the hotel together.

After a burst of cheers and teasing, everyone gradually left the locker room to prepare for training. Lin Yi, who was also about to leave, was pulled back by Aguero.

Aguero angrily demanded, "Why did you stay in Hermione's hotel room all night and only come out this morning?"

"She insists!"

"You gave it to me?"

"She insists!"

"You'll give it to me if I insist?"

"If you insist, why won't I give it to you?"

Aguero grabbed Lin Yi by the neck, shouting, "You bastard! You fucking slept with my childhood idol right under my nose! I'll never forgive you!"

Lin Yi was out of breath, his eyes bulging bloodshot, and he managed to say with difficulty, "Hey buddy, fighting is fighting, but give us some air!"