Wang Yi was taking a break from training when he came across the video.
His skills and mental fortitude were both strong enough now that he no longer needed to cut off internet and phone access during the Playoffs.
At first, he hadn't thought much of the guy.
He hadn't even planned to pay him any attention.
But that last, blatantly racist remark made Wang Yi fly into a rage.
He slapped his phone down on the chair beside him.
James had just finished training and was walking over when he noticed something was off with Wang Yi.
Wiping the sweat from his face with a towel, he came over.
He picked up Wang Yi's phone and took a look.
After watching the video, he shook his head helplessly.
"Wang, this is why I cut off the internet during the Playoffs. Don't let this guy affect your thinking or judgment. Maybe he's just a troll, trying to make you angry and throw off your game. Or maybe he's just trying to get attention off your name."
Wang Yi shook his head and turned to look at James.
For once, he seemed uncertain. "LeBron, why is discrimination so hard to eradicate here, in this so-called land of the free?"
James fell silent at Wang Yi's words.
After a moment, he finally spoke.
"It's a matter of ideology. And ideology is often the hardest thing to change. It's ingrained in people. I've played basketball for twenty years, and I think I've achieved more than 99.99 percent of white people. But when I attend certain high-society gatherings, I can still feel the discrimination they have deep down."
"They discriminate against you no matter how great your achievements are. Even if they're beggars, they'll still discriminate against a Black or Asian person who's achieved