Li Yufei walked at the front of the team, standing tall with a cold expression.
Faced with the taunts of the Real Madrid fans, he did not even bother to look up. His eyes held only focus and determination.
To him, such insignificant mockery would only become fuel that drove him forward.
Suarez, Kante, Kroos, and the other players remained calm as well, following Li Yufei onto the team bus in an orderly manner.
The team bus slowly left the airport and headed toward the hotel they had booked in advance.
Along the way, quite a few Real Madrid fans still gathered by the roadside, waving white jerseys and shouting mockery.
Some more extreme fans even tried to chase after the team bus, hurling unbearable insults.
But blocked by security personnel, they had no chance to get close to the bus.
Some Arsenal players leaned back in their seats with their eyes closed, while others spoke quietly among themselves.
No one allowed the outside disturbances to affect their mentality.
They all knew that the most important thing now was to adjust their condition and thoroughly prepare for tomorrow's match.
After arriving at the hotel, the Arsenal players quickly checked in.
Wenger held a brief pre-match meeting, emphasizing the matters that required attention before sending the players off to rest and adjust their condition.
They had originally thought the time ahead would be relatively peaceful.
But no one expected Real Madrid fans to continue their interference.
Night fell, and Madrid grew darker.
A large crowd of Real Madrid fans suddenly gathered outside the hotel where Arsenal was staying.
They had clearly come organized, carrying loudspeakers, gongs, drums, and all sorts of tools that could make noise.
At first, they merely shouted Real Madrid slogans and praised the club's glory.
"Madrid! Madrid!"