"Alright." Ma'el waved goodbye to him, sat in the Ferrari, and drove home.
Just now, he managed to put his mind at ease by having a conversation with his 'past self', reflecting on the gains and losses of the past year, and talking about recent events.
Now, he was about to embark on a brand new life; the top league was waiting just ahead of him!
......
At night, Arsenal's bus stopped in front of a hotel in Newcastle City.
Ma'el and Van Persie got off the bus together, carrying their luggage into the hotel, seeing quite a few Arsenal fans who had already traveled to this away game along the streets.
"Have they decided on your number?" Van Persie asked, thinking about the game tomorrow.
"Yes, they have."
Ma'el nodded. After returning from China, he confirmed his number for the new season with Wenger; he would wear number 11, a typical winger's number.
