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As the blond senior collapsed, the onlookers, who were originally gathered around, suddenly scattered like they had been cursed, in a moment of panic. Their courage and loyalty quickly crumbled in the face of reality, and one by one, they fled the scene, leaving the blond senior to face the predicament alone.
The blond senior lay on the ground, confusion and panic intertwined in his eyes, his face covered in dust and blood. His pride and vanity were ruthlessly shattered, and his arrogant demeanor dissipated like a bubble. Lin Fei stood up, looked at the fallen senior, and a hint of disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Then, he casually spat, the action filled with contempt for the blond senior.
"Trash!" There was no sympathy in Lin Fei's voice, his indifference was like a sharp sword, piercing the last trace of self-esteem in the blond senior. Turning away, Lin Fei's eyes returned to calm, as if everything just now was just a trivial matter to him.
Facing Chen Yong and the others, Lin Fei's expression suddenly softened, revealing a hint of concern from beneath his cold exterior. Chen Yong was shocked by Lin Fei's behavior, and felt a hint of fear towards the ruthless display Lin Fei had shown towards the enemy just now. That kind of ruthlessness, if it were on the badminton court, would surely make any opponent feel suffocated.
Lin Fei seemed to have not noticed Chen Yong's fear. He lightly patted Chen Yong's shoulder, as if a warrior on the battlefield was comforting a comrade.
"Are you okay, senior?" Lin Fei's voice was no longer cold, but rather showed some genuine concern. This simple gesture and inquiry seemed to give Chen Yong a sense of trust and security. In Lin Fei's world, comrades were beings worth protecting with all his heart. As for enemies, they were just passing through his cold world.
Chen Yong reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a somewhat awkward smile in response to Lin Fei's concern, and dryly replied, "I'm fine." His eyes evaded, but in his heart, he felt a deeper respect for Lin Fei's mystery and strength.
Li Wei and Zheng You then approached, excitedly chatting. Their eyes sparkled with the aftertaste of the recent battle, as if the brief melee had given them some kind of thrill. "Sometimes you just have to do this to feel satisfied!" Li Wei rubbed his hands together, showing a long-awaited sense of fulfillment.
Liu Xing gasped as he ran to the front of the crowd, his eyes filled with worry: "Is everyone okay?" He looked around, making sure that everyone was safe. Zhang Min followed leisurely behind, yawning and nonchalantly saying, "Just took care of a few punks, nothing to worry about."
Li Wei curiously stared at Zhang Min: "Where did you go just now?" seemingly questioning his absence at a critical moment.
Zhang Min shrugged and said indifferently, "I'm hiding. Who wants to fight with you wild people?" His response carried a hint of playfulness, as if he didn't care about the melee.
Li Wei wailed loudly at this point. "Alright, forget it. I'm really hungry! Let's go eat some Xiao Ding Hot Pot!"
The sudden roar of Weina made several people instantly break free from the tense atmosphere just now, and also dispersed the tense situation on the street corner. With their stomachs growling, everything seemed to urge them to hurry to the place that could fill their stomachs - Xiao Ding Hot Pot.
The warm yellow light of the hot pot restaurant and the steaming hot soup seemed to be a healing place tailored for their calming mood. They sat around a table, Li Wei scooping rice while excitedly saying, "This satay sauce is amazing, drizzle a little on the hot rice, it's delicious!"
The white rice, drinks, cookies, and ice cream provided in the store are all unlimited. It's as if they have transformed the recent battle into a passion for food. On one side is Li Wei's hearty eating, on the other side is Zhang Min's helpless yet amusing head shake.
"Wild man is a wild man. The way you eat could scare people away," Zhang Min commented on Li Wei, half seriously and half jokingly, while rubbing his chin.
Chen Yong is focused on selecting dishes, while Zheng You and Liu Xing are not to be outdone, each showing off their "hot pot skills" by deftly placing various dishes into the pot. In the boiling soup base, the ingredients bubble and emit an enticing aroma.
Meanwhile, Lin Fei appears calm and composed at this moment. He delicately picks up a piece of succulent beef with his chopsticks, gently scoops it up, and places it into his own small bowl. His movements are unhurried, completely unaffected by the lively atmosphere on Li Wei's side.
In the corner of the Xiao Ding Hot Pot, their table was already piled with all kinds of food. Li Wei, Zheng You, and Chen Yong were like tireless predators, constantly adding more ingredients to the pot, the oil on the surface of the soup reflecting their satisfied smiles.
In contrast, Lin Fei, Liu Xing, and Zhang Min were much more elegant in their eating. The three of them tasted the food in their bowls, occasionally exchanging a knowing smile or nodding in appreciation of a certain dish.
After finishing the meal, Lin Fei got up and walked to the self-service area, took a small bowl and filled it with colorful ice cream, then returned to the table and suddenly asked Liu Xing: "By the way, when does the badminton team usually train?" Liu Xing was taken aback by the question, and then realized that in this series of events, he had forgotten to introduce the team's daily routine to Lin Fei.
"Ah, well, Lin Fei, our badminton team's training is quite rigorous," Liu Xing regained a serious look and began to explain, "We have training every morning from 6:00 to 7:30, and then on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday evenings, we also train from 5:30 to 7:00. With such high-intensity training, I hope you can keep up."
Lin Fei listened without feeling surprised, and even a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes. He grew up in a badminton family, so this kind of training was nothing to him. He nodded lightly to indicate that he had no problem.
"It's okay, Liu Xing," Lin Fei replied calmly, as if he had already expected this response.
Liu Xing saw Lin Fei's reaction and couldn't help but admire him. Originally, he was worried that this outsider expert might not be used to the team's grueling training, but now it seems completely unnecessary.
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