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"He...he was just here, I saw him." Lin Xi's voice trembled slightly.

"Just now? Where are they now?" Coach Wang's voice rose again.

The cook looked at the spot Lin Xi pointed to with a puzzled expression: Isn't this where Big Brother was sitting just now?

"I don't know... but he really was sitting here just now!"

"Lin Xi!" Coach Wang stepped forward. "We've already warned you. If you lie again, this won't be as simple as just disqualification!"

Coach Shen frowned as well: "Lin Xi, explain yourself properly, who exactly is your teacher?"

Lin Xi stared blankly at Ye Fei's empty seat, completely stunned, unable to utter a single word.

Several coaches looked at Lin Xi; some shook their heads, and some sighed.

"Never mind, if the child won't talk, let's let him calm down first."

"If it's really not feasible to get a spot in this local competition, let's just let Lü Si have it."

Just as Coach Wang was about to speak, the door to the viewing room was pushed open.

Ye Fei stood at the door, holding his phone, seemingly having just finished a call. He noticed the spectator room was packed with people, with Lin Xi surrounded in the middle, and paused for a moment in surprise.

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Xi had already rushed over.

"Teacher Ye!"

The cooks stood up almost simultaneously, saw Ye Fei, and called out, "Big Brother!"

Lin Xi's voice was trembling with tears as she grabbed Ye Fei's sleeve as if it were her last lifeline.

All the coaches were stunned.

Teacher Ye?

big brother?

Stardust?

Coach Wang looked at Ye Fei, then seemed to remember something, and suddenly his eyes widened.

Coach Shen stood there stunned, while the other coaches looked at each other, none of them able to react.

The chef was stunned, and almost dropped the water bottle in his hand.

Ye Fei looked at Lin Xi's red eyes, then at the expressions of the coaches in the room, remained silent for two seconds, and sighed.

He understood everything in an instant.

The cook stepped forward first to shield Ye Fei:

"Hey! You guys have got it wrong, right? This is my partner 'Black Evening,' the one I stream with to fight the viewers!"

"How could it be that professional player you're talking about—'Stardust'?"

A coach said coldly, "Whether it's Stardust or not, let him say it himself." He stepped forward and questioned Lin Xi:

"Is this person your teacher?"

Lin Xi clung to Ye Fei, unwilling to let go, and shouted, "Yes! It was him! He's the one who taught me this fighting style!"

"My teacher is far more capable than any of you! What he teaches is much more useful than what you all have!"

The coaches were taken aback by these words.

A passerby who was just visiting the restaurant turned out to be the chef's partner and the teacher who taught Lin Xi this "unorthodox" fighting style, which almost made him break the organization's record.

They couldn't tell whether Lin Xi was just desperately grabbing someone indiscriminately, or whether it was really true.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fei nearly fainted, thinking to himself: You little brat, you really dare to say anything!

Another coach stepped forward, looked at Ye Fei, changed his attitude, and said politely:

"Mr. Xing... Hello! Our organization is about to participate in a competition, and we would like to ask you some questions about it—"

"Are you this student's teacher? Have you taught him any techniques or strategies related to spire construction?"

Ye Fei nodded: "That's right, it's me."

"I taught him a 'state machine' for faulty robots so that he could pass the competition."

Ye Fei's voice wasn't loud, but every word was clearly heard by everyone.

There was a moment of silence in the spectator room, and the coaches' expressions clearly changed.

Their gazes toward Ye Fei held a newfound scrutiny and suspicion.

The cook jumped up from his seat, rushed to Ye Fei's side, grabbed his sleeve, and whispered:

"Big brother, are you serious? You really taught this kid how to play with malfunctioning robots? I've never heard you mention anything like that before!"

The cook panicked: "Brother, you're not lying to me! This is a serious matter! If you take it on, you won't be able to take it back!"

Ye Fei confirmed again, his tone calm: "Yes, I taught him. I'm the one who taught him this fighting style, and I also told him to keep it a secret."

The chef opened his mouth wide, momentarily speechless, and slowly released his grip.

The coaches were all stunned, because there were too many things that were beyond their comprehension:

The fact that this person "invented" this seemingly "unorthodox" but infinitely potential fighting style, which is not among the mainstream styles in China, is a "big problem."

Not to mention, this person's identity, how he found Lin Xi, and why he taught Lin Xi are all unknown.

The fact that this chef kept calling everyone "Big Brother" made it seem like the least important issue compared to the others.

The coaches were momentarily at a loss for words.

Coach Wang stepped out from the crowd, his face ashen, his eyes filled with a scrutinizing hostility.

He stared at Ye Fei, sized him up for a few seconds, and then sneered.

He stepped forward, pointing at Ye Fei's chest: "Who exactly are you? What do you want?"

Ye Fei met his gaze, his tone calm, a stark contrast to his rage:

"My name is Ye Fei, my game name is 'Black Evening Ceal', and Stardust is something I made up on the spot."

"Hei Xi?" Coach Wang frowned, seemingly vaguely familiar with the name, but couldn't quite place it.

Coach Shen leaned over and whispered, "It's that 'genius boy' who broke the record set by Cai Chu Guan Zhe before. It was even reported in the news back then."

Coach Wang seemed to remember something, his brows furrowed even more, and his tone carried a hint of provocation:

"Fine! You, a mere observer, come here to criticize a malfunctioning robot? Do you even know where you are? Do you know what you're doing?"

Seeing this, Ye Fei realized that the situation had escalated beyond control, so he decided to stop backing down and replied directly, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"But I know Lin Xi is my student. What do you want?"

Coach Wang sneered, "What do I want? Fine! I'll put my words here: I'm here to have a go at you today!"

He turned around and said to everyone present, "I'm putting this down right now—I'm going to have a one-on-one fight with him, Level 7, Faulty Robot."

"If he loses—immediately, disqualify Lin Xi! Let Lü Si come on!"

"And if I lose..."

He paused, then raised his voice slightly: "Lin Xi's spot will be reserved. I'll resign on the spot and let him become the coach!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several coaches' expressions changed drastically, and they quickly stepped forward to pull him away.

"Brother Wang! Don't be impulsive!"

"Brother Wang, this matter can still be discussed; there's no need to escalate it to this point!"

"Yes, the boss doesn't know yet. We can decide when he gets back..."

Coach Wang shook off everyone's hands, his eyes fixed on Ye Fei: "My mind is made up. Don't any of you try to persuade me!"

He turned to Ye Fei and said, enunciating each word clearly, "In short, do you dare to fight or not?"

"It's you again today! Isn't slapping me in the face enough? Are you going to rip the whole roof off?"

He stepped forward, pointing at Ye Fei's chest: "Who exactly are you? What do you want?"

Ye Fei met his gaze, his tone calm, a stark contrast to his rage:

"My name is Ye Fei, my game name is 'Black Evening Ceal', and Stardust is something I made up on the spot."

"Hei Xi?" Coach Wang frowned, seemingly vaguely familiar with the name, but couldn't quite place it.

Coach Shen leaned over and whispered, "It's that 'genius boy' who broke the record set by Cai Chu Guan Zhe before. It was even reported in the news back then."

Coach Wang seemed to remember something, his brows furrowed even more, and his tone carried a hint of provocation:

"Fine! You, a mere observer, come here to criticize a malfunctioning robot? Do you even know where you are? Do you know what you're doing?"

Seeing this, Ye Fei realized that the situation had escalated beyond control, so he decided to stop backing down and replied directly, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"But I know Lin Xi is my student. What do you want?"

Coach Wang sneered, "What do I want? Fine! I'll put my words here: I'm here to have a go at you today!"

He turned around and said to everyone present, "I'm putting this down right now—I'm going to have a one-on-one fight with him, Level 7, Faulty Robot."

"If he loses—immediately, disqualify Lin Xi! Let Lü Si come on!"

"And if I lose..."

He paused, then raised his voice slightly: "Lin Xi's spot will be reserved. I'll resign on the spot and let him become the coach!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several coaches' expressions changed drastically, and they quickly stepped forward to pull him away.

"Brother Wang! Don't be impulsive!"

"Brother Wang, this matter can still be discussed; there's no need to escalate it to this point!"

"Yes, the boss doesn't know yet. We can decide when he gets back..."

Coach Wang shook off everyone's hands, his eyes fixed on Ye Fei: "My mind is made up. Don't any of you try to persuade me!"

He turned to Ye Fei and said, enunciating each word clearly, "In short, do you dare to fight or not?"