The fierce wind howled, and the entire Crimson Tide Storm froze in the crevices of time, as Richmond James Stadium fell completely silent, caught in a stagnant shock, unconsciously holding its breath.
Li Wei stood in the end zone, behind him was a complete mess, the chaotic and shambolic defeat scattered all around. He stood tall and resolute like a war god, holding up the splendid sky, then he turned around—
Looking towards the other side, he found Watson in the Clemson Tigers' resting area amidst the stunned and despairing crowd, raised his right index finger, and gently shook it while his smile slightly lifted.
Watson felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Even the clarity of anger and despair briefly froze in his veins, losing all ability to react, standing there dumfounded as if turned to stone.
Then, his knees weakened uncontrollably and he collapsed to the ground.
Boom!
