Jordan said regretfully, "Then I can only say I'm sorry."
Then he patted Wang Yi on the shoulder and said:
"What do you think about what people online are saying—that if I came out of retirement now, I could still crush you?"
"I'd watch standing up, sitting down, or lying down."
Jordan burst out laughing. "Of course, I believe you don't mind. But I'm still sorry for the damage this has done to your reputation. To make it up to you, everything you need whenever you come to Charlotte—food, clothing, lodging, and transportation—will be free. And, of course, if you want to place a few bets, I'll cover those too."
Wang Yi laughed. "Then I'll take you up on that."
After they finished laughing, Wang Yi said to Jordan, "You need to find a way to help Wemby. I don't want to see a rival like him become discouraged and give up."
Jordan said, "Don't worry. A sports psychologist has already gone to talk to him. He'll probably be down for a while, but I trust my judgment. He'll get back on his feet, and when he does, he'll be even stronger."
Wang Yi nodded. "I hope he keeps getting stronger too. There aren't many players left in this league who can really compete."
There he went, showing off again.
After saying goodbye to Jordan, Wang Yi and the others flew to Los Angeles overnight.
Flying overnight would give them more time to rest and adjust once they got there.
Meanwhile, video of Wang Yi's Death Dunk had spread rapidly across the internet, throughout the United States and the rest of the world.
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