[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-foresight":3,"chapter-foresight-foresight-chapter-193":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","FORESIGHT",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1847591,2452,"Chapter 193 193: Arsenal vs Manchester City End","foresight-chapter-193",193,"\u003Cp>\"Tsk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Chelsea team bus, the players were on their way back after a 3–1 win over Crystal Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It should've been a good result — but Mourinho wasn't smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had conceded once, and to him, that was unacceptable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man obsessed with defensive perfection, Mourinho could live with a narrow 1–0 win, but not with leaking a goal. Conceding meant cracks in the system, flaws in his fortress — and he hated that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As always, after a goal against, even in victory, his expression was icy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting at the front of the bus, Mourinho had his eyes fixed on the small monitor showing Arsenal vs. Manchester City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chelsea's biggest rivals for the title were one point ahead in the table, and tonight, Mourinho was quietly rooting for City to do him a favour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But from what he was seeing, City weren't showing enough fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their play looked disjointed — flashy in moments, but with little real bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arsenal, on the other hand, were in control. Calm, compact, and disciplined in their transitions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at the centre of it all stood Kai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>City had tried to draw him out of position again and again, but the Arsenal captain stayed rooted in that holding role, shielding the back line like a wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what traps they set, Kai didn't bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching it unfold, Mourinho couldn't help but think of the goal Chelsea had conceded earlier — born out of David Luiz's over-eagerness to press forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only Luiz had Kai's composure, Mourinho thought, they'd have kept a clean sheet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He broke the silence. \"Has the club made any new offers?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Assistant coach Steve Holland looked up, caught off guard. Then he sighed with a small smile. \"You still haven't let that go, have you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chelsea had approached Arsenal several times for Kai, but the Gunners hadn't budged an inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They knew exactly what he meant to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai wasn't the kind of player you sold to fund three others. He was the anchor, the system's heartbeat. His transfer value might not match a forward like Suarez, but his importance? Far greater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arsenal would never let him go — just as Chelsea would never have let Lampard leave in his prime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After multiple failed attempts, the club had dropped the pursuit, but Mourinho hadn't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd even spoken to Abramovich directly about it. No one knew what was said behind closed doors, but Mourinho had walked away from that meeting visibly disappointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he hadn't given up hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were up to him, Chelsea would keep knocking until Arsenal's door creaked open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Part of that obsession came from his frustration with Oscar's development.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite Oscar's effort and discipline, he simply didn't feel like Kai — didn't control the rhythm, didn't command the team with that quiet authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai wasn't just a defensive midfielder. He was the spine of the team — a leader, calm and ruthless in equal measure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At just 20 years old, he'd turned Arsenal into a cohesive, disciplined unit. Under his leadership, the Gunners were no longer fragile — they were formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for any coach, a player like that was a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mourinho was infatuated with Kai's footballing mind — the way he read the game, his self-discipline, his maturity beyond his years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Kai ever came to Chelsea, Mourinho had already decided: he would have been Lampard's successor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was all wishful thinking. Neither Arsenal nor Kai had any interest in a move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought made Mourinho's expression darken further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never wanted a player this badly — not because of flash or fame, but because Kai fit his system like the missing piece of a perfect puzzle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the purest form of admiration — love without possession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the screen, the second half had just begun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arsenal continued to dictate the rhythm, while City looked increasingly impatient. They knew that losing tonight would effectively end their title hopes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they threw more men forward, pushing the line higher and higher, trying to overwhelm Arsenal through sheer numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But numbers don't guarantee control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>City had bodies everywhere — even Džeko had dropped deep to link play — but their passes were forced, their buildup choppy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai occupied every vital channel, cutting off passing lanes like a human firewall. Every time City tried to connect through midfield, he was there — intercepting, pressing, disrupting, making their rhythm crumble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yaya Touré and his teammates looked frustrated, as if trapped in quicksand — the harder they tried, the worse it got.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David Silva, receiving the ball with his back to goal, spun left to escape Cazorla and find some breathing room. He just managed to slip free—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could turn, Yaya Touré shouted, \"Watch out!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, Silva was bumped off balance and lost control completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai pounced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't muscle Yaya Touré off the ball, but Silva? That was light work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one clean motion, Kai stole possession and immediately lifted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, using that incredible core strength of his, he planted his right foot and whipped a low, driven pass forward — the ball slicing through the grass like a bullet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It threaded perfectly between Clichy and Demichelis, slightly closer to Clichy's side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demichelis reacted quickly, sprinting to cut it out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demichelis lunged, stretching out his right foot — but just as the ball was about to meet his studs, it skipped up off the turf and sailed over his boot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's gone!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demichelis slid helplessly past, twisting around in panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he looked up, Suarez was already in full stride, chasing the ball into the penalty area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martin Taylor's voice came alive on commentary:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Demichelis—oh, that's a dreadful misjudgment! Suarez is through! One-on-one!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan Smith jumped in, \"He's got no time to think here — Suarez straight through on goal!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joe Hart had rushed out, trying to close the angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Suarez, calm as ever, took his shot early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He aimed for the far corner, the strike crisp and powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hart flung himself across, fingertips outstretched — but he was never getting there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ball rattled off the inside of the far post and bounced into the net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>2–0 to Arsenal!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emirates erupted in a wave of noise and red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The 77th minute — and Arsenal were edging closer to the Premier League title dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the touchline, Wenger clenched both fists and punched the air before turning to his bench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ramsey! Arteta! Get warmed up!\" he shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the 83rd minute, Arsenal made their changes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai came off to a standing ovation, replaced by Ramsey. Cazorla followed, making way for Arteta.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the result under control, Wenger wasn't taking chances. The Champions League still awaits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Kai walked off, Pat Rice greeted him by the technical area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How're you feeling? Any tightness?\" Pat asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai gave a grin and a thumbs-up. \"All good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pat chuckled and clapped him on the shoulder. \"Brilliant job, lad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the sidelines, Kai watched the rest unfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without him, City began to find a bit more space. They pushed hard, desperate for a lifeline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chance after chance slipped by — until, finally, in stoppage time, Yaya Touré unleashed a long-range strike that flew past Szczęsny to make it 2–1.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>City pressed again, twice more in the dying seconds, as the clock crept past the three added minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every Arsenal player was shouting, and Wenger was pacing furiously at the edge of his box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then — the whistle blew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Full-time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arsenal 2, Manchester City 1.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Round 31 of the Premier League — and Arsenal stayed top of the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>City's title hopes, though, were all but finished. The gap now stretched to ten points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Martin Taylor summed it up from the gantry:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arsenal remain in control of their destiny — City fall away, and with that, perhaps, their title challenge too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan Smith added, \"It's now a three-horse race — Arsenal, Chelsea, and Liverpool. But right now, it's the Gunners who've got their hands closest to that trophy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please do leave a review and powerstones, helps with the book's exposure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feel like joining a Patreon for free and subscribing to advanced chapters?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Visit the link:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[email protected]\u002FGRANDMAESTA_30\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Change @ to a\u003C\u002Fp>",1378,"2026-06-09T07:00:21.491Z",1,"novelbin.me","3163b908bf9327c603a3e17f41de90a53584aa24aec9b6473c9a445d9aba11c9","foresight-chapter-194","foresight-chapter-192",405,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fforesight-cover.jpg"]