Meanwhile, Michael Gabriel sat beside him and gently consoled Canelo.

Xyla Quest couldn’t hear what they were saying clearly. When she saw Canelo crying like this, she subconsciously thought it must have been because of the pain. She quickly walked up to the bed.

“Canelo? How are you doing? Does it hurt a lot?” Xyla asked.

“No, it doesn’t.” Canelo shook her head.

“Then, why are you crying?” Xyla asked.

“He felt sorry for the team for hurting his wrist during such a crucial period. He’s afraid that the team might lose without even getting to play…” Michael said.

“Boss… Please, can you take my place? There isn’t anyone who can substitute me in the team. If I really can’t play, it’s over,” Canelo begged fervently as he held onto Xyla’s hand.

When Xyla looked at him, she could sense how deeply passionate he was about his team, as well as the strong sense of craving for glory in him.

Her impression of him improved significantly.

Xyla nodded without hesitation. “Alright… Once I retu