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Chapter 65: Kai’s Loyalty Tested

作者: Nyaanya
last update 公開日: 2026-05-01 17:45:17

The media session after training felt heavier than usual. Cameras lined the mixed zone like sentinels, lights glaring under the stadium roof. Kai stood at the center of the scrum, dreads tied back, training top still damp with sweat. Microphones thrust forward, reporters firing questions like volleys.

“Kai, with Martin’s injury and the ongoing scrutiny around his relationship with Coach Vale, do you think the distraction is hurting team focus?”

Another voice cut in immediately: “Some fans are
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