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Whistles echoed one after another, adding to the lively ambiance.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Then, the blonde beauty stopped in her tracks, turned her head toward the source of the whistles, and Mahomes's buddies all chickened out in a second, hurriedly shutting their mouths.

Seeing this, Hunter stepped up to the plate.

Hunter grabbed a football and launched it toward the blonde, but passing was obviously not this running back's strong suit. The football wobbled through the air like the last dry leaf on a tree branch in autumn, refusing to fall until it plummeted off a cliff.

The pass had no accuracy to speak of, falling short of reaching her by quite a bit, pathetically hitting the ground. Due to its oval shape, it couldn't roll properly, clumsily bouncing twice before coming to a standstill.

A little awkward.

Hunter cleared his throat but still mustered the gall to call out, "Excuse me, could you throw the football back, please?"

What was this, a pickup line from a high school movie from ten years ago?

The young spectators around him started to jeer him, each one ribbing Hunter, who had hoped to save some face but only made things worse.

But!

Unexpectedly, the blonde actually stepped forward, picked up the football, scanned the crowd as several young men raised their hands to signal for a pass. Amidst the teasing and laughter, Hunter jogged up, seemingly ready to catch it directly.

The blonde completely ignored Hunter and, without seeming to prepare much, stepped forward and swung her right arm, drawing a beautiful arc.

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With a forceful thrust, the football spun at high speed as if it were a shuttle, tracing a beautiful rainbow curve through the air. The whoosh could be clearly heard over the exclamations of the crowd as it soared over Hunter's head and flew past him.

Hunter: ???

Wait, what just happened?

Hunter hit the brakes hard, his gaze following the trajectory of the football as it curved from in front of him to behind, and that's when he saw Li Wei.

——From beginning to end, Li Wei was the only player not jeering, a silent presence amidst the noise and bustle of the field, who suddenly became the center of attention with just a turn.

Including Hunter, everyone held their breath.

Swoosh!

The football, trailing a long tail, spanned thirty yards through the air, heading straight for Li Wei with pinpoint accuracy.

Caught off guard but not distracted, Li Wei adjusted his steps slightly, raised his right hand, and plucked the football right out of the air in an effortless, dashing motion that casually displayed his one-handed catch prowess.

Whistle.

Mahomes was the first to start whistling, followed by a ruckus of others cheering, while Hunter was completely forgotten as he turned around.

It had to be said, that was a pass with some real skill, far beyond Hunter's amateur toss; the flight path, the parabola, the power control—all of it. To manage such control over thirty yards, no way that could be done without real technique.

Li Wei's eyes lit up slightly, not expecting the blonde to have hidden skills up her sleeve.

Yet, to his surprise, it was the blonde who started clapping first, "Nice catch."

Just like in the morning, she turned the tables on him.

In fact, this wasn't their first or even second encounter. To be precise, this was the third time they had met.

Li Wei had already crossed paths with the blonde beauty once before the morning. However, due to the brief encounter earlier, Li Wei couldn't be completely sure until now. The breeze lifting strands of hair revealed her face fully, the mix of innocence and valor in her demeanor captured his gaze—

It was her.

The blonde from the Old Oak Tavern, who'd go through fire and water for a friend, every move full of brisk efficiency, a vivid reminder not to be deceived by appearances.

This time, Li Wei had fully adapted. Since it was the third encounter, he figured he should at least ask for a name.

A smile crawled up the corners of his mouth, "Does this Passer have a name?"

Despite the distance, Li Wei could see the blonde beauty's eyebrows lift slightly, seemingly surprised that Li Wei referred to her as "Passer."

Li Wei faced her gaze squarely, shrugged lightly with a forthright appearance, and answered with body language: Isn't that what you are?

The smile on the blonde beauty's lips bloomed like a fleeting epiphyllum, rustling the green surface of a springtime pond before vanishing instantly, as she returned to her usual cool demeanor, slightly lifting her chin, "Lilith Rosen."

The warm breeze soaked with the sunset's glow carried her name, as if one could catch a faint scent of mint.

Lilith Rosen.

Li Wei pondered over the name carefully but before he could speak, the figure had already turned and taken steps away—

That's it?

Li Wei raised his voice again, "Hold on, isn't leaving without a word a bit impolite?"

Lilith turned around, not uttering a word, but simply lifted the files in her hand, tapping them gently with her fingertip, a gesture that couldn't have been clearer.

Obviously, Lilith had the files of the entire team; she had known Li Wei all along.

Li Wei spread his hands, shrugged lightly with a look of resignation: That's not fair.

Lilith also spread her hands and slightly tilted her head: Can't help you there.

Retreating, then further back, watching as Lilith walked backward, a sly glint passing in her eyes before she turned to leave, Li Wei called out loudly.

"Hey, I'm Li Wei, Scorpio, O blood type, Kansas Chiefs Running Back."

Lilith, about to leave, halted her steps abruptly, whirled around, and glanced at Li Wei with a hint of surprise in her eyes, but a smile quickly took over, as she chuckled lightly, her laughter fully blossoming.

Her steps, however, did not pause. Lilith looked away and continued on, disappearing from sight in a blink.

Roar.

Roar, roar, roar.

Mahomes was the first to jog over, chattering and teasing, with others soon swarming around, surrounding Li Wei, bumping shoulders and patting backs, the atmosphere incredibly lively.

In that moment, they weren't professional football players; they were just a bunch of college kids, nineteen or twenty years old, hormones buzzing.

Li Wei's gaze followed Lilith as she walked away, then brought it back to the teasing guys around him, revealing a mysterious smile, "This is a natural talent. Envy or jealousy won't help. Unless you reincarnate, all you can do is watch in envy."

Boom!

The teasing became even livelier, with ceaseless playful banter and jibes blending among the freshmen and sophomores.

Perhaps Hunter was the only exception?

Hunter stood to the side, feeling both helpless and irritated. What was this even about?

The sunset filled the sky as the Kansas Chiefs' 2017 spring training camp unfolded gradually. Despite a few surprises, it went quite smoothly overall.

There was even reason for excitement.

In the coach's office, Reed stood in front of the window, eyeing the scene on the training field. Any last bit of concern was settled, knowing they had made the right choice; however, it was still too early to celebrate. The Chiefs had many issues to confront, with a long road ahead in preparation for the new season.