[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-foresight":3,"chapter-foresight-foresight-chapter-60":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},1847608,2452,"Chapter 60 60: Arsenal vs Manchester United ( A Lone Anchor)","foresight-chapter-60",60,"\u003Cp>\"What a clean interception.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ian Darke commented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>McManaman added with his observation. \"I gotta say, Ian, for a kid turned eighteen, Kai moves and plays with experience beyond his years. Cool as a cucumber. Barely phased by the opposition.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Indeed, Scott. United needs to take him out of the game.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arsenal fans were enjoying the show, jeering Ashley Young as he lined up for a throw-in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Kai's brilliant defensive manoeuver, he signaled for his teammates to drop back and reorganize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fell deeper, anchoring the midfield and shielding the backline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the stands, Arsenal supporters erupted into applause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashley Young's pace and trickery had haunted them last season.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, they had Kai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A true number four—with bite and presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the kickoff, both teams came out with intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arsenal weren't just out to win. They wanted payback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manchester United, always dangerous, were looking to break Arsenal's shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai didn't rush to take the reins. He watched, evaluated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>United's 4-4-1-1 formation was compact, well-drilled. Kai couldn't find a clean pocket of space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather than gamble, he chose patience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he waited for never came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, United launched a sudden counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arsenal's last attack had broken down, and their transition was sluggish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>De Gea spotted the gap and delivered a precise pass to Rooney, who deftly flicked it to Ashley Young.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young burst forward along the flank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sagna was ready, setting up to block the lane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Young danced, feinted, and shifted direction. Just as Sagna leaned into one side, Young tried to dart past on the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This one's mine, Ashley thought, eyes flashing with confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous shoulder sent him stumbling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, a figure flew in—a clean, controlled sliding tackle. A hook turn mid-slide, a seamless rise to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ball won. Again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashley Young had lost possession. Twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Would you believe it? That's twice now Ashley Young's been outplayed by Kai!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ian Darke shouted over the roar of the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Arsenal faithful were in raptures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had braced for a defensive onslaught from Manchester United.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, their backline—anchored by an eighteen-year-old—was holding firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It all came back to Kai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the East Stand, Billy was on his feet, pumping his fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unreal!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young's been shut down twice now by Kai!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ashley Young came in hot, but Kai just put him on ice!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can you believe it? The Chinese kid we signed back then is now bossing one of United's best!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fans in the black jerseys couldn't hold back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had believed in Kai's potential—but this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was different. This was greatness in the making.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two tackles. Two shutdowns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>United's entire left flank, rendered useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the director's box, Meadows said nothing, but his eyes gleamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched Kai like a man seeing the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those tackles? That was pure Arsenal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's it. That's the kind of football Arsenal should be playing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, in Los Angeles—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unbelievable. Two clean steals—and he's only eighteen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Matt Damon's voice cracked with disbelief as he clutched a Kai jersey in both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This kid isn't just good—he's the future.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tipsy and flushed, he waved the jersey like a madman, kissing the badge over and over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been a fan before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he was in love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Hong Kong—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Amazing! Big Bro is incredible!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Chan leapt from the sofa, clapping her hands in joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't know the rules, but her dad's dramatic reactions told her all she needed to know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yixun ran his hand through his hair, clearly frustrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why can't he just pass? If you can't beat your man, then pass the damn ball!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the screen, baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last year, Ashley Young was electric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today? A shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at the Emirates—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashley Young's failed drives had Van Persie fuming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't go head-to-head with him! Use your speed—he's not that fast!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Van Persie barked the order from up front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai heard it. He turned, narrowing his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mind your own business, Van Persie.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The game surged on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the message was clear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arsenal's defense, with Kai at its core, was turning Manchester United's ambition into frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially Kai—his constant interceptions and ball recoveries in midfield have repeatedly disrupted United's build-up play.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy's just everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Manchester United's bench...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sir Alex Ferguson squinted slightly, and the rhythm of his gum-chewing picked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone familiar with Ferguson knew—this meant he was growing anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>United's offense was stalling, and this wasn't how Ferguson had pictured the match unfolding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had made a mental note of Arsenal's No. 4 before the game, but Kai's performance had far exceeded expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ferguson had coached Asian players before—Park Ji-sung being the most notable—but Park was more of a role player at United, not the core of their system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Kai? He was the heart of Arsenal's defensive setup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What really caught Ferguson's attention was how Kai wasn't just holding his ground—he was actively organizing the defense, even directing their captain, Vermaelen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ferguson's eyes drifted toward the opposing bench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was Wenger, that familiar smile tugging at his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ferguson snorted and looked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's gloating. Absolutely gloating,\" he muttered under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the Arsenal bench, Wenger let out a sudden laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pat Rice looked at him, puzzled. \"What's so funny?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger shook his head. \"Nothing at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, his gaze lingered on the pitch. Arsenal had issues of their own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arteta was slowing down the rhythm too much, which in turn was dimming Cazorla's brilliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The game plan had been simple: exploit the left flank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evra, now 32, was still holding his place in United's lineup—a feat in itself—but his pace and stamina had declined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashley Young had been placed on that side to help mask Evra's defensive weaknesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ferguson had tried to cover up the gap on the left, but Wenger had already seen through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Arsenal needed to change the tempo now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger's eyes found Kai again. It was time for him to step up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Kai was under immense pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since Van Persie's tongue-lashing, United's wing play—especially through Ashley Young—had grown sharper and more direct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai's job in the center had become significantly harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rooney had also started pushing harder against Arsenal's backline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with this relentless assault, Kai was holding out—but only just.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>United loved physical battles in midfield, and Kai didn't shy away from them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fought hard, toe-to-toe, preventing more pressure from reaching Arsenal's back four.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even he had limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, the waves of attack started to wear him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Kai moved over to cover the space Arteta had left behind, United suddenly sprang forward with a quick steal and counterattack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It came out of nowhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai had sensed it coming—but this time, United went around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit!\" he cursed, turning to chase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But United were already off to the races.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rooney. Van Persie. Ashley Young. All sprinting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Van Persie charged into the box while Rooney brushed past Jenkinson and curled in a low cross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Van Persie clashed with Vermaelen, but still got the first touch—enough to poke it goalward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Szczesny couldn't get there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>29th minute. Van Persie scores. United take the lead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that, the Emirates was swallowed by a wave of boos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Van Persie stood up, hesitating—almost looking like he wouldn't celebrate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, his expression shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sprinted to the corner flag and slid in celebration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boos exploded into a thunderous roar of outrage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near the penalty area, Kai stood frozen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't get back in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face darkened as he turned toward his teammates up front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their efficiency had been abysmal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't keep filling the gaps in defense with no return on the offense, otherwise, United might run him into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had created several good chances, but hadn't managed to get a proper shot off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even after that, nothing improved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The forwards looked hesitant, almost scared. They overthought every move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cazorla's bursts lost their sting. He opted for safe passes rather than slicing through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone looked… off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai's frustration grew by the minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What annoyed him most was how easily they went down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine—draw a foul, sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when you're charging into the penalty area with momentum on your side, don't dive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just finish the damn attack first. No bullshit diving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai was furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the attack in disarray, the defense came under even more pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Kai was completely shackled in his half, unable to contribute up front or organize transitions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, somehow, he kept going. Gritting his teeth whilst dragging himself through the remainder of the half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please leave a review and some stones.\u003C\u002Fp>",1440,"2026-06-09T07:00:21.491Z",1,"novelbin.me","4bf7cceb936eae30426bb548635fa2aaa566337d3850e8e72e68f0695dcd3dbd","foresight-chapter-61","foresight-chapter-59",405,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fforesight-cover.jpg"]