After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!

"My girlfriend Anna said that if she got your signature, she would marry me."

The mounted police officer said a bit awkwardly.

"I didn’t expect to have fans in Germany."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

"Of course, I know quite a few people who like you!" The mounted police officer hurriedly said.

Huang Kaiwen bowed his head and wrote in the notebook: Thank you, honest mounted police officer...

"Thomas, my name is Thomas."

Huang Kaiwen continued to write: With Thomas’s help, I hope Anna can seriously consider her feelings for him. If you are willing to get married in Milan City, I am willing to be the witness and cover all the costs, Kevin.

Thomas widened his eyes, staring at Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen handed over the notebook and said with a smile: "This is the prize a lucky man should have."

"Thank you, thank you!"

Thomas said excitedly.

He didn’t expect such a big surprise waiting for him.

Huang Kaiwen adjusted the blanket wrapped around him, turning it into a cloak, mounted the horse, and said: "Remember to contact the AC Milan Club. A private plane will come to pick you up. By the way, which way to go to Allianz Arena?"

Thomas quickly told Huang Kaiwen the approximate route.

Watching Huang Kaiwen’s figure grow distant, Thomas muttered: "I am truly a lucky man..."

Paul Stone said: "Lucky boy, your troubles are here. I’m Kevin’s companion—it was me who flew him here. Now get me some food, a decent set of clothes, and take me to a bar where Italians gather to watch the match."

...

"This is Sky TV reporter Esther Green. We are looking for Kevin, as today Munich is full of people driving out of the city, with few coming in. We wonder who the lucky person will be to find Kevin; the match is about to start."

After speaking, he put down the microphone and asked: "How’s it going, buddy, did you catch Kevin?"

The cameraman mumbled: "It’s not that easy. I did see someone on horseback; my goodness, he’s wearing a cloak. Who does he think he is? Napoleon crossing the Alps?"

"Maybe he is?"

Esther Green shrugged and looked out.

However, he felt that the horseback rider looked somewhat familiar.

"Bill, let’s fly over."

Green shouted to the pilot.

"Where?"

The pilot asked.

"Over there, there’s someone on horseback!"

Green pointed to the road.

"Alright, shooting a cowboy beats loitering around here. Maybe he’s Native American."

The pilot mumbled a bit before quickly adjusting the helicopter’s direction.

As the distance closed, Green kicked the cameraman hard and shouted: "Film it, we’ve found him."

"Who?" The cameraman asked.

"Idiot, that’s Kevin no doubt!"

Green quickly picked up the microphone and said: "We are currently located in the western suburb of Munich and have identified a man suspected to be Kevin. My goodness, it’s him, it’s Kevin. Kevin is riding towards Allianz Arena, my cameraman was right, he’s the general who crossed the Alps..."

BOOM—

Finally.

The news of Huang Kaiwen’s presence in Munich.

Spread almost explosively fast.

German Sky TV’s ratings nearly soared several levels instantly.

No one understood why Huang Kaiwen, who was supposed to enter from Munich’s southern side, appeared in the western suburb of Munich. But after the helicopter descended, everyone could see clearly the man on horseback was indeed Huang Kaiwen!

Long sleeve t-shirt, jeans, plus white sneakers.

A red blanket tied to his waist and neck, the blanket flapping loudly in the wind.

The man on horseback leaned forward, his legs tightly clamped to the horse’s belly. With the Hanoverian horse’s gallop and rise, his moves appeared more graceful and natural than those in war films.

A slightly furrowed brow indicated how much trouble there was along the way.

But the determined gaze remained unchanged.

North!

Huang Kaiwen was heading towards Allianz Arena, located north of Munich.

The whole world was agitated.

Almost simultaneously upon seeing Huang Kaiwen’s figure, the entire Apennine Peninsula cheered.

Spreading from Milan as the center to Europe and the world.

The soccer superstar missing for hours unexpectedly appeared in this manner.

In the studio, Crudeli almost shouted tearfully: "No one, no one can stop Kevin from conquering Munich. Today’s match result is already destined; the Germans will lose everything they want, but Munich will be forever remembered as this will be the greatest match...I’m telling you, Kevin will not abandon Italy, will not abandon us!!!"

Allianz Arena simultaneously erupted with cheers and curses.

Domenec Torrent excitedly rushed to the player tunnel, vigorously pulling Old Maldini’s arm and shouted: "Did you hear the cheers, Cesare, it’s Kevin, Kevin! Kevin is on his way to Allianz Arena."

"That’s wonderful."

Cesare Maldini calmly said.

"Should we change the starting lineup? Should we put Kevin in the starting eleven directly?"

Torrent asked.

"Change it, Kevin doesn’t know when he’ll arrive, let Eden start, replace him if it doesn’t work."

Cesare Maldini said.

"Alright, alright, I’ll go do it right away."

Torrent turned and rushed down, almost tumbling down the stairs.

At this moment, Cesare Maldini raised his right hand, rubbed the corner of his eye with his thumb and index finger, and smiled.

Heynckes also received the news.

The old coach wanted to calm down, but found he couldn’t.