Inzaghi grabbed Messi’s arm and said: "You haven’t done anything to betray Barcelona, so don’t carry a guilty conscience around, otherwise they’ll be more convinced that you’ve wronged them."

Facing his old club Juventus, Inzaghi had experienced similar situations.

So he understood these kinds of things very well.

"I got it."

Messi said softly with a teacup in both hands.

"I’ve seen you drink this all day, is this stuff good?"

Inzaghi asked curiously.

He hadn’t tried it before.

Messi directly handed over the cup.

Inzaghi took a sip and immediately spit it out.

Seeing his exaggerated reaction, Messi couldn’t help but smile.

Mate tea is really hard for people who aren’t used to it; its taste is quite unique.

Huang Kaiwen turned his head and said: "Filippo, you can’t just spit stuff out on the airplane like that."

"I didn’t do it on purpose."

Inzaghi replied with a hint of annoyance.

"When we get to the hotel, I’ll post this online so the whole world can see His Majesty the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire in action. I’m sure it’ll help with the empire’s promotion."

Huang Kaiwen shook a digital camera and said.

"Damn, just tell me what you want already!"

Inzaghi replied.

Huang Kaiwen:...

He was just teasing Inzaghi.

Unexpectedly, His Majesty was really prepared to pay up.

Huang Kaiwen hesitated for only 0.01 seconds before saying: "I want Iberian ham, Adriano sent some before but I’ve finished eating it."

"One piece?"

Inzaghi asked.

"Two pieces!"

Huang Kaiwen said.

"Deal, give me the camera."

Inzaghi said with exasperation.

"It’s yours!"

Huang Kaiwen handed the camera to Inzaghi.

Inzaghi immediately started to check, then angrily said: "Damn Kevin, this camera has no battery!"

Huang Kaiwen shrugged and said: "I never said I recorded it, that’s just what you assumed."

Messi watched and chuckled.

He found Inzaghi and Huang Kaiwen’s interactions amusing.

He was curious though, why did Inzaghi always get outsmarted by Huang Kaiwen, yet keep hanging around him?

All the joking around lifted much of the gloom about his return to Camp Nou.

Still Spaniards.

They were responsible for providing Milan with the venue.

Whenever facing Barca, Royal Espanyol would offer Milan support in every aspect.

They would grant almost any request.

Just waiting for the visitors to take down their local archrivals.

Messi found his first practice session at Espanyol’s training ground quite novel.

The passion of the match surprised him greatly.

Barca fans’ enthusiasm showed him a different side of Barca for the first time.

When they harassed the visiting team, they were no different from other teams.

But Huang Kaiwen hadn’t told Messi.

The big reaction from Barca fans was mostly Mourinho’s fault.

That one time in the chapel, Yellow Ball King only stood on the side and somehow became a target of resentment.

So these past two years with Mourinho in La Liga, La Liga had become much livelier.

The time finally came for February 15th.

With the support from Espanyol, Milan’s journey to Camp Nou proceeded without incident.

In the dressing room, they changed into their away jerseys.

Huang Kaiwen followed Guardiola towards the press conference hall.

"Looking quite handsome!"

Guardiola joked: "No wonder Maria keeps saying she wants to marry you."

"Spare me, coach."

Huang Kaiwen raised his hands in mock surrender and said: "There are so many people who want to marry me, but I’m not George Best."

"You could be if you wanted."

Guardiola winked.

Huang Kaiwen looked down at his white jersey.

He preferred this season’s third black away kit to the white one.

The true hosts of Camp Nou were already seated on the stage.

As Guardiola and Huang Kaiwen entered, the press room instantly buzzed with excitement.

Guardiola ascended the stage, smiled, high-fived Enrico, and then sat down, with Huang Kaiwen taking a seat next to him.

With the two seated, the reporters couldn’t hold back their emotions.

The questioning began to surge.

"Pep, was poaching Messi your idea?"

"Kevin, are you responsible for Messi’s departure?"

"Why didn’t Messi attend the press conference? Shouldn’t he address the fans?"

"How do you respond to Maradona’s comments on Messi?"

"Luis, tell us your goals today; can Barca win the match?"

"..."

Oddly enough, Barca captain Puyol was left without questions.

Almost no reporter asked him anything.

Luis Enrique was the first to speak, saying: "AC Milan played their league match on February 11th, but we played Osasuna on February 12th, which was a tough away match. Having 24 hours less preparation time significantly impacts the team."

"Are you saying Barcelona is already set to lose?"

A reporter asked.

"I didn’t say that, but I’m just presenting the evidence. The Royal Spanish Football Federation doesn’t support us enough; we always have less preparation time than our opponents, which will definitely affect La Liga teams’ UEFA Champions League results. La Liga will lose a Champions League qualifying spot; I know you don’t want to hear it, but that’s the truth."

Luis Enrique stated.

Guardiola couldn’t help but click his tongue.

He hadn’t anticipated that his former partner would also become a master of the press conference.

Enrique’s words were indeed very important.

No matter the result, it would be a bonus afterward.

Winning naturally goes without saying, but winning under adverse conditions is all thanks to him.

If they lost, it’s not entirely his fault, as he had already pointed this out beforehand.