Embiid heard Wang Yi's words and burst out laughing.
He laughed twice. "Then I'll just have to see how you blow us out in five minutes."
In today's league, no player had dared to boast that he could blow out another team in five minutes.
Let alone a team with Embiid and Harden.
Wang Yi ignored him and turned back to the bench.
Every player was watching Wang Yi now.
Before the game, Wang Yi had said they were deliberately showing weakness to the Entire League, deliberately lulling everyone into a false sense of security.
But now the third quarter had ended, and they were down by 15 points. How was he going to explain that?
Paul and James were puzzled, too.
Paul turned to look at Wang Yi. "Man, I don't understand what happened to you this season. Why aren't you as eager to attack as you were last season?"
James almost started biting his fingernails again, but before he did, he asked Wang Yi, "Brother, I know you've got it in you. Why not try attacking?"
Wang Yi looked at James, then at Paul, and finally at all the Kings players and coaches. He knew that what had happened to him had left everyone confused. Why had the fierce, wolf-like Wang Yi of last season become so mild this year?
Wang Yi knew he had to explain himself, or the others wouldn't be able to relax.
So he told the players, "I just wanted to get the Big Three to gel as quickly as possible, so I've been giving you two the ball for long stretches. Once you get in sync, our Kings will be unstoppable."
James lowered the finger he'd just brought to his mouth. He was about to say something, but Wang Yi continued:
"But don't