King Arthur froze for a moment, not expecting Wang Yi to invite him.
Was Wang Yi really going to spell things out with Doncic right in front of him?
How was he supposed to choose when that happened?
A power struggle like this was supposed to happen behind the scenes. No one brought it up face-to-face unless they had no other choice.
But Wang Yi was going to bring him and Doncic together to talk about it right away. Was that really a good idea?
Twenty minutes later.
In Doncic's living room.
Warm light spilled across the leather sofa, and the wineglasses reflected the intoxicating glow of red wine.
Wang Yi and King Arthur's arrival surprised Doncic's family, but they were also delighted to see them.
They welcomed the two of them warmly.
After more than ten minutes, Doncic sent his family away. "We'd like to have some wine and chat."
Dongzi's family was quick to catch on. They said goodbye to Wang Yi and Arthur, then returned to their rooms.
Dongzi poured half a glass of red wine for Wang Yi and King Arthur.
He poured half a glass for himself, too.
Wang Yi raised his glass. "To becoming teammates, and to the Lakers' next championship. Cheers!"
Dongzi was happy to join in and raised his glass, too.
King Arthur felt awkward, but raised his glass anyway.
At first, they didn't discuss anything in particular, just asked each other how things had been going.
They chatted as they drank.
Dongzi already had a good relationship with Wang Yi, and the two of them got along easily.
King Arthur, on the other hand, felt like an outsider.
He felt awkward. He wanted to leave, but couldn't bring himself to.
But if he stayed, he felt like an outsider.
He could