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June 8, 2015.

Inzaghi sat on the bench and watched Huang Kaiwen score nine on his own, breaking his UEFA Champions League scoring record, as Milan crushed Barcelona 13–1 at Berlin Olympic Stadium.

Buffon was furious over the clean-sheet bonus in his new contract and nearly tore Milan's four defenders apart.

Reporters from around the world frantically surrounded the Milan players for photos, while Neymar, widely considered the favorite for the Ballon d'Or, could only lie on the grass and weep bitterly.

Filippo Inzaghi I propped his chin on one hand, utterly listless.

He had won the UEFA Champions League too many times in his career. Even a 13–1 scoreline could no longer excite him.

Of course, the most important reason was that he had fallen for a woman, and she wanted nothing to do with him.

Inzaghi understood why. His private life was far too messy, and decent women never felt secure around him.

Even though he was the most handsome man in the universe, the emperor of the world's greatest empire, the finest striker in football history, and Huang Kaiwen's legendary partner, he still could not win her heart.

Watching Ramos embrace his girlfriend tightly, Inzaghi could not help feeling sour.

That bastard who had nothing but muscles in his head had somehow earned a doctorate, found a beautiful girlfriend who was becoming a leading figure in the multimillion-euro fashion world, and even had his book turned into a bestseller, with HBO preparing to adapt it into a television series.

Most infuriating of all, the Italian National Academy of Sciences had actually nominated him for membership!!!

This was practically the greatest disgrace in Italian history.

Though he was not Italian but the emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, he was still the ruler of a friendly nation. He