"Perrotta is getting old!"
"Yeah! The Wolf King in twilight, knocked down by a 1.78 meter little powerhouse!"
"Didn't even earn a free kick, what a pity."
"If he had gone to Manchester United back then, maybe everything would be different."
"League titles would be a given, maybe even the Champions League!"
"In his youth, he was skilled with the ball."
"That's football for you, nobody can stay at the peak forever."
"From the looks of it, his choice of sticking with one team and city was a mistake!"
Fans were buzzing with discussions.
Perrotta lifted his head, looking around, seeing the eyes of the fans, especially some Italian fans.
He saw pity, he saw regret.
What he saw was a denial of his career!
In that moment, he felt a pang in his heart.
It seemed he... really made the wrong choice.
It seemed he... really was old!
At the same time.
In Lu Yang's mind, a Peak Card shattered.
