"Oh my god, I'm in A Division! I'm done for—I've been matched with Xu Mu!"
"A whole year of hard work, wasted again..."
A red-haired young man stared blankly at the competitor chart, then threw back his head and howled in despair.
"Don't be so gloomy. Work hard and try again next year!"
Seeing someone try to comfort him, the young man said dejectedly, "I guess that's all I can do. I only became a Peak Trainer recently, so I came to try my luck."
"But I never thought I'd end up in the same division as Xu Mu. How am I supposed to go on?"
The young man raked his fingers through his hair, pulled out his phone, and prepared to book a flight home.
The person who had spoken asked, "Why are you booking a flight?"
Without looking up, the young man tapped frantically at his phone, clearly trying to snag a ticket.
"What else? Buying early can save me hundreds. I never stood a chance here anyway, so who cares how many matches I get? I might as well save some money and go home."
With the young man so downhearted, Xu Mu could hardly say anything more.
That was right. The person who had tried to comfort him was Xu Mu.
After Xu Mu left, the young man finished booking his flight and looked up again at Xu Mu's competitor photo.
Suddenly... the air seemed to freeze.
"Holy shit. The guy I was just talking to...?"
Back at the Athlete Village with Yang Qianqian, Xu Mu remembered what had happened and couldn't help laughing.
Yang Qianqian looked at him curiously. "What are you laughing at?"
Xu Mu shook his head. "Nothing. I was just thinking how lucky you are that we're not in the same