Camp Nou, visitor's locker room.
The atmosphere among the San Remo team was somewhat oppressive.
Sotu was communicating with Naji.
Sotu: "Listen, kid, I have to take you off. It might be hard for you to accept this, and I know you don't want to leave a bad performance in such a crucial match... but there's no choice."
"We have to find a way to win, we have to make every possible attempt."
Naji nodded, but said nothing.
He understood.
He was not in good form today and was indeed overwhelmed by the opponent.
Maybe others wouldn't have a better performance, but... what if?
Though he understood, accepting it was another matter.
On the other side, Assistant Coach Lola also delivered some materials.
Lu Yang sighed after reviewing them.
Indeed.
The world underestimated Apple.
He wasn't just one of the world's top defenders; he was a phenomenal top defender.
Perhaps... a bit stronger than Liverpool's Van Dijk on Earth.
