Before Wang Yi arrived, Doncic had been the undisputed second-in-command on the team.
If Wang Yi came, then whether he or King Arthur became the boss, Doncic could only be demoted to third.
Would Doncic be unhappy about that?
Those were King Arthur's thoughts.
As for Doncic, he was also wondering: when those two got together, who would be the boss?
Would fighting over the top spot cause discord within the team?
With one as the boss and the other as second-in-command, his own role would inevitably be diminished. He could only be third, and he would inevitably get far less playing time.
Thinking about it, he really wasn't happy.
But he was already 38, and unlike a freak of nature like Wang Yi, how many more years could he play?
If he didn't team up with Wang Yi, he might really retire without ever winning a championship.
Thinking of all the players who had retired without a championship, like Flying Pig Barkley, Tracy McGrady, and Vince Carter, he truly couldn't accept that fate.
In the end, Doncic gritted his teeth. For a championship ring, so be it if he got less of the spotlight. That was still better than never winning a championship.
So now the only question was which of the two, Wang Yi or King Arthur, would be the boss.
He hoped those two wouldn't make an ugly scene over it. If necessary, he would have to talk some sense into them.
But both of them were extremely competitive. Could he really talk them around?
Sigh. Just thinking about it gave him a headache.
While those two were fretting, Little Rivers was also getting a headache.
Once Wang Yi arrived, he would inevitably get even less playing time and be relegated to fourth on the team.
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