Tired, Troublesome

Lin Li continued through gritted teeth, "Lin Xuan, don’t get too cocky yet. This isn’t over—I still have a chance to turn things around!"

Once he secured ties with the Jiang Family, he refused to believe he’d still lose to Lin Xuan.

"Turn things around?" Lin Xuan scoffed.

He knew exactly what Lin Li was scheming—the Jiang Family matter. But soon, at the Jiang Family’s recognition banquet, he’d shatter Lin Li’s delusions.

Not just that. He’d even invite Jiang Shuqin to witness firsthand how her beloved "good son" would betray her.

"Lin Li," Lin Xuan said with a raised brow, "a few days ago, I received an invitation—the Jiang Family’s recognition banquet. Jiang Yutong sent it. Heard she’s welcoming her long-lost cousin back into the fold. So, how about it? Want to tag along? Who knows, you might even cozy up to the Jiang Family."

Lin Li’s face visibly darkened at Lin Xuan’s words.

Knowing Lin Xuan’s nature, if he attended the banquet and discovered Lin Li was the one the Jiang Family intended to recognize, he’d expose him without hesitation.

After all his recent efforts, the Jiang Family had grown closer to him—even Jiang Yutong, who’d once looked down on him, had softened slightly.

True, he shared no blood ties with the Jiangs, but he was undeniably Jiang Shuqin’s cherished son.

Even if his identity were exposed, the Jiang Family might not act against him—but he couldn’t take that risk.

He had to stop Lin Xuan from attending the banquet!

"Lin Xuan, don’t celebrate just yet," Lin Li spat, brushing past him.

Lin Xuan chuckled.

Sometimes, teasing Lin Li and watching him seethe was downright entertaining.

Lin Xuan returned to the rest area.

A group of female spectators stood at a distance, gazing at him with barely contained excitement.

Lin Xuan had been absolutely dazzling earlier!

Handsome, skilled at basketball, and effortlessly talented—he was practically the epitome of a dream guy.

Yet none dared approach him. The students from Yundu University surrounded him, and they had no desire to endure the humiliation other female students had faced.

Meanwhile, Yundu University’s basketball team crowded around Lin Xuan, their eyes brimming with admiration.

"Lin Xuan, you were insane out there! You made those Yundu University players look like clowns!"

"Lin Xuan, how’d you even learn to play like that? Teach me, please!"

Lin Xuan arched a brow. "Find someone else for lessons. I’ve got a girlfriend to attend to—no time to spare."

He sighed dramatically. "Can’t help it. She’s just too clingy."

Mentioning Su Hua as his girlfriend only deepened the team’s awe.

Su Hua—the CEO of Su Corporation, the world’s top enterprise, with beauty that could topple cities—was an untouchable figure to them. They wouldn’t dare entertain even a fleeting thought of her.

And yet, she was Lin Xuan’s girlfriend.

Not some fling, but a serious relationship.

"Alright, let’s change and head back," Lin Xuan said, preparing to leave.

Just then, Yundu University’s president approached with two national-level coaches in tow.

"Lin Xuan, this is Coach Liu, from the international high-jump team."

"And this is Coach Chen, from the national running team."

The president introduced them one by one.

The two coaches looked at Lin Xuan with gleaming eyes.

Look at that face, that talent! If Lin Xuan joined their team, they’d surely win the championship and become a nationwide sensation.

It would inspire countless others to take up the sport.

And bring a steady stream of outstanding athletes into their ranks.

Lin Xuan frowned.

Why did these two look like wolves eyeing a helpless little rabbit?

"Coaches, what can I do for you?" Lin Xuan asked.

The high jump coach spoke quickly, "Lin Xuan, I’d like to invite you to join our high jump team. I just saw your performance—you have incredible talent. If you join, I’ll personally train you and take you to major competitions."

Before he could finish, the track coach impatiently cut in, "Lin Xuan, join our running team instead! We’ll also take you to big events, even the Olympics!"

Boom!

The students erupted in excitement.

"The Olympics?! They’re talking about sending Lin Xuan to the Olympics? Damn, he’s practically heaven’s favorite!"

"Well, he must be insanely talented for them to fight over him like this. Did you see how fast he ran during basketball? And that dunk height? If I were a coach, I’d want him too!"

"Absolute legend. Lin Xuan is just… wow."

Before Lin Xuan could respond, the two coaches started arguing.

"Old Chen, I wasn’t even done speaking! Show some respect—I’m older than you!"

"Pfft, respect? How about some consideration for the younger generation? Lin Xuan belongs on our running team!"

Their runners couldn’t even crack the top three.

Lin Xuan was championship material—Coach Chen was practically drooling over him.

The bickering made Lin Xuan’s temples throb.

"Coaches, can I say something?" he asked, rubbing his forehead.

"Of course, Lin Xuan," the high jump coach said warmly.

"Lin Xuan, name your terms. If you join us, I’ll do everything in my power to meet them," the track coach added.

They looked like shady child traffickers, eyes locked on him, waiting for his answer.

Lin Xuan: "I’m not joining either."

The coaches panicked.

"Lin Xuan, think carefully! Winning championships means fame and fortune!"

Lin Xuan: "I own Tianmu Group. Money isn’t an issue. As for fame? I can achieve that by growing my company or excelling in computer science. I don’t need sports for either."

The high jump coach refused to give up.

"Lin Xuan, why not? Winning would only add to your legacy. What’s the harm?"

The track coach nodded.

If they understood his reasons, maybe they could address them.

Lin Xuan answered: "Because joining means endless training—too exhausting. Plus, flying all over the country and abroad? No thanks."