Calm and collected, graceful and carefree.
In the midst of everyone's attention, Li Wei breezed in with a big smile, relaxed as if he was oblivious to the chaos and noise behind him.
"Sorry, Sherlock, I'm late. Have you been waiting so long that you've grown a beard?"
Mahomes, however, rarely had his attention elsewhere, focusing instead on what was behind, "What's going on there?"
Li Wei glanced back and laughed directly, "Reporters."
Mahomes blinked: ..."Did we get into a brawl with Green Bay after the game?"
Li Wei burst into laughter, "Yes."
Mahomes: ..."Who won?"
Li Wei shook his head lightly, showing a dissatisfied expression, "Of course it was us. I knocked Rodgers' front tooth out."
Mahomes was just joking around, but now Li Wei's sincerity left Mahomes unable to discern truth from fiction, looking up in exasperation.
"I'm serious." He was genuinely curious why the reporters were here in droves.
