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As the news headlines flashed across the television screen one after another, Moric cast a sidelong glance at Lu Yang. "So you came straight here after the match? You didn't even attend the trophy presentation?"
His neck was in a brace, and he could not turn his head for the time being. He could only look sideways.
Lu Yang looked up at the Newcastle team photo celebrating their title win on the television—a photo without him in it—and nodded.
"You're really miserable! This was your first Premier League title, yet you weren't even in the picture," Moric said.
Lu Yang neither confirmed nor denied it. "It was a little regrettable. After all, we snatched this trophy from Arsenal."
A mouthful of old blood caught in Moric's throat, and he nearly fainted again.
"You won't get another chance like this," Moric said. "Next season, you won't be in the title race from start to finish! This will be the only league title of your Premier League career!"
Lu Yang said, "Don't be stupid, kid. We're the second treble winners in Premier League history! Next season, we won't fall out of