[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-foresight":3,"chapter-foresight-foresight-chapter-20":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},1847418,2452,"Chapter 20 20: Flaring Tempers","foresight-chapter-20",20,"\u003Cp>Another training match, and once again, Kai found himself on the substitute team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though his performance with the main squad had been commendable, Wenger couldn't keep him there all the time, especially with Alex Song waiting eagerly on the sidelines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this stage, Kai wasn't considered an immediate asset in competitive terms, and Wenger needed Song's experience and stability to maintain the team's continuity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, managing Song's mentality was crucial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger had even spoken to Song personally to reassure him of his importance to the team, and that conversation seemed to settle him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The price for that stability, however, was that Kai hadn't trained with the main team for over two weeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai didn't complain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't the type to argue. Instead, he trained quietly and diligently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't yet his moment to shine. But when the opportunity came, when Song was gone and that defensive midfield spot opened up, Wenger would turn to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he trained. Hard. For the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main team's form had been improving steadily, particularly Van Persie, who was entering one of his unstoppable streaks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai tried marking him a few times but simply couldn't keep up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Van Persie was in form—quick, decisive, and lethal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another effortless lob and another goal. Van Persie grinned as the ball hit the back of the net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been scoring consistently lately, topping the scoring charts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai got up from the turf and shook his head, helplessly amused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a signal came from the coaching staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arshavin swapped sides to join the substitutes, and Park Chu-young stepped into the main team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai glanced at the South Korean striker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Park shook hands with Arshavin, Kai noticed him bowing politely. That earned a chuckle from both him and Arshavin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cultural habits, perhaps—but still, the gesture was endearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The game resumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arshavin had a good impression of Park. Few players showed that kind of respect, and Park's manners were sincere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling flattered, Arshavin smiled as Kai passed the ball to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the past few months, Kai had started trying to organize attacks during training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger hadn't stopped him—on the contrary, it seemed he approved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With little link-up play happening elsewhere, Kai took it upon himself to practice his distribution from midfield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he was still far from Arteta's level, but this was a step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Arshavin took the ball and began to move, a sudden warning rang out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Behind you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could react, Arshavin was taken out with a harsh sliding tackle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hit the ground hard, stunned and confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Park walked over, looking apologetic. \"Are you alright?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arshavin stared at him, dazed. \"You tackled me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Park bowed again. \"Sorry! I got a little too excited!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You bow when we meet, and now you're trying to break my leg?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arshavin lay on the ground, completely exasperated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai had seen it clearly—the new guy was too aggressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe Park had gone for the ball, but at that speed, he was bound to take someone down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most players avoided dangerous tackles in training. Even Kai himself focused on intercepting rather than sliding in recklessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Park? Whether it was from excitement or nerves, he was super aggressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the match continued, Kai got a real taste of what it meant to be annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not by Park's skill, but his persistence—he stuck to you like glue, jostling with you for every ball like his life depended on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai turned to him: \"Look. I understand you want to create a good impression. Being an Asian trying to make their mark in football is not easy, but there is no need for such aggressiveness?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh?\" Park looked confused and apologetic,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai patted him on the back. \"Just take it easy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Park's face flashed a guilty smile. He turned away, saying nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai rubbed his ribs, already feeling bruised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were Koreans this aggressive?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking his head, Kai focused back on the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The substitute team began to revolve around Kai's distribution—a directive straight from Wenger. All passes had to go through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a lot of pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He mostly played it wide to spread the field and only passed forward when the timing was perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even then, it was always a one-touch pass. No unnecessary dribbling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a defensive midfielder, Kai had some breathing room during training—only the strikers pressured him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger gave him that space deliberately to allow him to develop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai didn't waste the chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every night before bed, he'd watch match footage of top midfielders. The next day, he'd compile notes and send them to Pat Rice—his self-imposed homework.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pat used his spare time to go over those notes with Kai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sessions were short but effective, and Kai genuinely enjoyed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over time, Kai came to understand Wenger's method: give young players time and opportunity, then grind them with repetition and patience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger supported his youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn't just charity. It was a crucible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you're gold, you'll shine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not? Out you go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Train. Train like hell. Train during matches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if you're ready? Help the next one train.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Get lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai shook off the chaotic thoughts and focused again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jenkinson passed the ball to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He controlled it sideways, ready to release it—when suddenly, that eerie sensation returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His instincts flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai jumped to avoid the challenge, but the opponent's knee still clipped him. He lost balance mid-air and crashed to the turf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire training ground fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai lay there, pain radiating through his body, and anger burning in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he hadn't dodged, he would've been seriously hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"F##king hell!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roaring, Kai leapt to his feet, fury in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He locked on to Park, who had just risen nearby, and stormed toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hold him back!\" Van Persie shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosický and Jenkinson scrambled to restrain Kai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"F##k, Are you trying to break my leg!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai was livid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I thought we smoothed the situation on his aggressiveness previously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arshavin ran over and helped hold Kai back, while giving Park a swift kick of his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As###le!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear now—the earlier foul wasn't accidental.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chamberlain rushed in as well, trying to calm him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole training ground erupted into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger and the coaching staff charged over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough! That's enough!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger's roar froze everyone in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He strode directly to Kai, whose chest was still heaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger knelt, lifted Kai's shorts slightly, and checked the leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pressed gently on the bone. \"Does it hurt?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai scowled, \"I dodged in time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger nodded, stood up, and placed a hand on Kai's shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me deal with this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai didn't respond—his glare was still locked on Park.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger sighed. \"Training's over for today. Park stays. Everyone else dismissed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He patted Kai's shoulder again. \"I'll handle it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still no response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Park was escorted away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Kai wasn't satisfied. He scanned the crowd until he found Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking over, he asked, his tone sharp, \"Did you have anything to do with this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension rose again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song looked rattled. He raised his hands. \"No! I swear—I don't know anything about it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai's eyes flicked over him, and he took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned away slowly. Chamberlain followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Kai walked off, Chamberlain called out, \"Is it really like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai didn't respond. His eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey! Say something!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai suddenly stopped and turned. \"Nothing. Just thinking\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't do anything crazy.\" Chamberlain said, worried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai leaned in, whispered something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chamberlain's eyes widened, trying to keep his voice down. \"Are you out of your mind?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai answered calmly, \"You don't have to worry. It's not about you. Or them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I-I'll help,\" Chamberlain stammered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai grinned and clapped his shoulder. \"No, I got this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and headed to the locker room. Minutes later, he was changed and gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Head Coach Office, Arsenal Training Centre]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up in the office, Wenger dismissed Park and moved to the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched Kai's figure disappear below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knock knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pat entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't look pleased. This incident couldn't be brushed aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger spoke first. \"I'm thinking of sending Park Chu-young away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pat nodded. \"That's the right decision.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Wenger asked, \"What do you think he'll do next?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who? Kai?\" Pat gave a wry smile. \"He probably scared the life out of Park.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger didn't reply right away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, a thoughtful smile crept onto his face.\u003C\u002Fp>",1402,"2026-06-09T07:00:21.211Z",1,"novelbin.me","a3241caedff071d2392688f68e55a1bd8bf59291d618746cf01847f2fb4379e3","foresight-chapter-21","foresight-chapter-19",405,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fforesight-cover.jpg"]