Peter approached with a marker, extremely excited to get an autograph.
But Patrice just glanced at him indifferently and completely ignored him.
If it had been a while back, he might have been happy to sign an autograph when he saw a fan asking for one.
However, since he had been humbled by Li Ang, he had realized that the most important thing for a professional athlete was their own strength, their tangible results. Everything else was insubstantial, a waste of energy and of no use.
No matter how much you cultivate a public image and pamper your fans, it could never be more effective than winning a championship.
Peter, feeling a bit embarrassed, froze on the spot; but that was normal, and no one said that if a fan wants an autograph, they must get one.
He had only gone up just to try his luck.
Just as he turned around to come back, he suddenly realized that Patrice had actually stopped at the spot he had just walked past.
