A 360-Degree Jumper from Midcourt

When Green fell to the floor, blood and tears streaming down his face as he howled in pain, all the Warriors fans who watched the replay thought Wang Yi had paused on purpose.

But they hadn't seen how many times Green had deliberately bumped Wang Yi's right hand during the plays leading up to it.

Of course, even the head referee thought Wang Yi had done it on purpose when he watched the replay.

After pausing, Wang Yi had even deliberately leaned his head back, waiting for Green's nose to run into it.

But according to the rules, as long as Wang Yi hadn't deliberately swung his elbow or lowered his shoulder, it wasn't a foul.

I was just standing there. You ran into me. What was I supposed to do?

So even with the entire arena booing him, the referee paid them no mind.

Meanwhile, in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles.

Inside James's mansion.

James couldn't help saying, "Beautifully done," when he saw what happened.

Green had once poked him in the eye and grabbed him in the groin.

But in public, he always said it was just part of the game, and that he and Green actually got along pretty well off the court.

But that was only for appearances.

You poke me in the eye and grab me in the groin, and I'm supposed to stay on good terms with you?

Either there's something wrong with your head, or there's something wrong with mine.

Meanwhile, in Brooklyn.

At a nightclub, Harden sat with a woman on either side of him, watching the big screen in the room.

He was secretly thrilled, too.

"Fuck that bitch," he cursed.

Green had poked him in the eye before, too. Harden still remembered those dirty fouls all too well.

Now Wang Yi