After Brother Chen compensated the restaurant owner, he dragged the skinny guy and quickly fled, as fast as he could, as if avoiding a disaster.

Seeing Brother Chen looking like he'd seen a ghost, the skinny guy was a bit puzzled. Although he was also very scared of Lin Fan, after all, Lin Fan had shattered a wooden table with one palm, which would terrify anyone. But Brother Chen, being a martial artist, how could he be more afraid than an ordinary person like him?

"Brother Chen, who's that person from earlier?" the skinny guy couldn't help but ask.

Brother Chen said, "There are rumors in Jianghu that those people will soon reemerge... Forget it, you're not part of Martial Arts, no need to tell you too much. Let's hurry and leave this troublesome place, the farther the better, quick, quick, quick!"

The way they fled in panic, especially Brother Chen's expression, made Lin Fan a bit curious, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Old Wang, it's all settled. You guys take care, I'm leaving now." Lin Fan then said to Wang Xiangqian.

Wang Xiangqian said, "We've already finished eating, let me walk Brother Fan out."

Wang Xiangqian then escorted Lin Fan out of the restaurant, smiling, "Thank you, Brother Fan, for the rescue. If it weren't for Brother Fan tonight, I would've been in trouble."

Lin Fan smiled slightly, "Just a small matter."

Wang Xiangqian sighed, "Troubling Brother Fan like this, who would've thought I'd get into trouble just having a late-night snack and watching a match. Their Yecheng Team sure is bad, I wasn't wrong, and can't people speak the truth?"

Lin Fan said, "Old Wang, you seem to be a soccer fan?"

Wang Xiangqian said, "Yeah, I guess I'm a soccer fan, I love watching matches when I'm free."

Lin Fan said, "Which team do you like in the Super League?"

Wang Xiangqian said, "Brother Fan, I heard you bought the Yun City Team, is that true?"

His first reaction upon hearing this news was that Brother Fan must be very wealthy.

Lin Fan said, "It's not really a secret now. I just didn't publicly announce it, just took over quietly."

Having heard Lin Fan's confirmation, Wang Xiangqian immediately smiled and said, "Then there's no need to ask, I like the Yun City Team. I'm a loyal fan of the Yun City Team!"

Lin Fan sweated a little, this guy sure knows how to flatter.

"Old Wang, what do you think of Yun City Team's strength, how far can they go in the upcoming league?" Lin Fan asked.

Wang Xiangqian said, "Of course, it's good, one word, excellent..."

Lin Fan's expression grew serious, "No need to flatter me, tell me your honest opinion."

Wang Xiangqian was a bit embarrassed, scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Brother Fan, do you really want me to tell the truth?"

Lin Fan said, "Yes, go ahead."

Wang Xiangqian said, "It's well-known that Yun City Team's strength is poor, they're almost facing relegation, everyone knows that. In this league, Yun City Team's task is to avoid relegation, but as far as I know, no one is optimistic about it. When people mention Yun City Team, it's always with disdain..."

Wang Xiangqian said while sneaking a glance at Lin Fan, seeing Lin Fan silent, Wang Xiangqian thought his words hurt Lin Fan, and quickly smiled, "Brother Fan, what do these netizens know, they're just talking nonsense..."

Lin Fan said, "No problem, continue, what else did you hear?"

Wang Xiangqian said, "They also say... only a fool would take over Yun City Team, this hot potato is bound to lose money..."

Lin Fan nodded, it seems the outside world views Yun City Team as trash, which is the prevailing perception. Lin Fan couldn't help but recall the taxi driver he met that night, who also belittled Yun City Team harshly.

"Brother Fan, I won't say any more, none of it's good. You don't need to take it to heart," Wang Xiangqian said. In his view, Brother Fan was Yun City's richest man, just buying a team for fun. Even if it loses money, Brother Fan can afford it!

"Do you think I do business at a loss?" Lin Wen smiled slightly, "When have I, Lin Fan, done business at a loss?"

Buying Yun City Football Club, to Lin Fan, was just an investment project. Investment requires returns; where there's input, there should be output. This is Lin Fan's next capital game.

Wang Xiangqian was taken aback, then smiled, "Looks like Brother Fan is confident in successfully avoiding relegation this time; that makes me relieved."

Although in his heart, he held doubts about avoiding relegation, the other party was Brother Fan. First, he believed in Brother Fan's capabilities; second, he couldn't dampen Brother Fan's confidence.

At this point, they had already arrived in front of Lin Fan's Rolls-Royce.

Lin Fan was ready to leave, patted Wang Xiangqian on the shoulder, and smiled, "No, my goal isn't to avoid relegation, my goal is to win the league championship."

After speaking, Lin Fan opened the car door, got in, and drove away.

Leaving Wang Xiangqian standing stunned.

What? Brother Fan wants to win the league championship?

Did he hear that correctly?

Originally, Wang Xiangqian noticed in Lin Fan's passenger seat sat a stunning beauty, he was curious who she was, but Lin Fan's words made him forget about it instantly.

His mind was filled with confusion. Brother Fan wants to win the league championship with a bottom-ranking trash team. Isn't this a joke, or is this Brother Fan's cold humor, or does he really mean it?

Confidence is good, but being overly confident is blind arrogance. Could Brother Fan be blindly arrogant now!

Wang Xiangqian couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, realizing that even Lin Fan, Yun City's richest man, could have moments of blind arrogance.

At this moment, the warm-up match between Yecheng Team and Jiang City Team had ended, with Jiang City Team winning 3-0, causing a stir among the fans.

Jiang City Team fans boasted online, taking a jab at Yecheng Team.

Yecheng Team fans were both disappointed and angry but helpless, as they had indeed lost. Some began to comfort themselves.

"It's okay, victory and defeat are common in warfare, losing one match doesn't mean anything, Yecheng Team has made great progress in the past two years, we'll definitely win the next game!"

"The next warm-up match, Yecheng will face Yun City Team, we must win!"

"No doubt, beat Yun City 10 to 0 in the next match, vent it hard!"

"Hahaha, bamboo shoots, Yun City Team has become our punching bag!"

"Hahaha, Yun City Team is recognized as trash, anyone can easily beat them!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

These Yecheng Team fans brazenly mocked Yun City Team, easing the gloom of defeat.

Meanwhile, Yun City Team fans, seeing these comments, remained silent. They felt aggrieved but had no rebuttal. After all, Yun City Team was indeed bad, even they thought so.

Most Yun City Team fans are locals or people living in Yun City from elsewhere, but these people love the team with affection, though not many in number. After all, who would like a team that always brings shame?

However, at this moment, unbeknownst to the world, even though it was late at night, on Yun City Football Club's training field, under Coach Wu Da's leadership, Yun City Team players were still sweating profusely, preparing with all their might...

A team about to shock the soccer world was gathering momentum, set to stir up a storm!