The two sides had battled fiercely during the game, and sometimes things got physical, with tempers running high.
But off the court, they were all in the same line of work, and they got along well.
Juan was the first to walk over to Wang Yi.
Wang Yi embraced Juan, too.
Juan had been prepared for the loss, and he held Wang Yi in such high regard that there wasn't a trace of disappointment on his face.
Instead, he said excitedly to Wang Yi:
"Congratulations, Wang! You're the greatest, most incredible player on this planet. As your fan, just being able to compete alongside you and play against you in the Finals means I can die without regrets."
Wang Yi smiled and patted Juan on the back:
"I'm not going to tell you some lie like, 'The future is yours.' I just want to tell you this: you're still young, and I'm already old. I might retire in three or four years."
"Then it'll be you young guys' world."
"I have a lot of faith in you and Pang Bo. I hope that after I retire, I'll get to see the two of you compete for the championship!"
Juan nodded. "We definitely will!"
Next, Edwards came over to talk with Wang Yi.
Wazi had returned to the Timberwolves this season.
He had thought that with Wang Yi out of the Western Conference, he and Juan could make a serious run.
But just as they were about to reach the Playoffs, he'd suffered an injury that ended his season.
He thought that if he'd been healthy enough to play in the Finals, the Timberwolves would have had a very good chance of beating the Toronto Raptors.
Even if they couldn't beat the Raptors, they wouldn't have lost to them in just