Chapter 85

• Chapter Eighty Five
• The whistle shrilled sharply across the morning air, echoing off the empty stadium seats and making the players straighten instinctively. The sun was just climbing its way over the edge of Starlight City, but the training ground was already alive—boots thumping the grass, soft conversations drifting through the warm-up lines, laughter bubbling around Rick’s teammates as they stretched.
• Manager Tang didn’t smile, he rarely did during training, and the lads knew this hence they were always serious too during trainning.