Sakakawa Tatsuya had no choice but to look behind him, towards Spencer, who wore a similarly puzzled and sad expression, and said,
"Spencer, we're begging you... let us resign from the club..."
"..."
Whispers began to spread among the surrounding stands as all the cameras in the corners focused on the center of the field.
Inside the VIP spectator area, Hermes felt as though he had lost his soul.
Though he didn't know what had happened, seeing Spencer's pale and dull expression, he realized something was wrong.
His hands trembling, he tried to lift his handkerchief to wipe his forehead, but the handkerchief felt as heavy as a thousand pounds and fell to the ground.
"That... President Spencer, I... I'll send a teacher to check what's going on right away, please don't panic..."
"..."
On the green field below, Yan Huan, expressionless, slowly entered the field, approaching from the other side.
