Volume 4: Golden State Prosperity

At the same time, on the other side of the scorer's table, James rose from the Cavaliers' bench and walked toward the players' tunnel without looking back. "Really? I think we still weren't good enough. From the first round all the way to the Finals, we suffered in the first road game of every series and nearly lost. The Warriors still aren't strong enough—otherwise, that wouldn't have happened." "Well done, Stephen. You shattered the Cavaliers' confidence!" Dennis felt as if he had just found a million dollars, only for the owner to show up and take it back. It felt worse than death. "Ronan, congratulations on successfully defending your title. That's an extraordinary accomplishment. You played brilliantly—I have to admit, the Warriors are an astonishing team." "Stephen, you'll always be the best! Kawhi, you played great! Klay, beautifully done! Haha, thank you, Drummond, I'm very happy! Giannis, you're the future of this team! Andrew..." Danny Ainge was no easy customer. Kerr wanted Livingston, so Zhang Yu naturally had to put him in and pad his stats. When the time came to negotiate with the Celtics, perhaps they could ask for a little more. Zhang Yu smiled. "Then stay—as long as you're willing to give up the head coach position. After all, you haven't officially signed with the Celtics yet." Zhang Yu said. "Boss, we won!" "Then forget it. I was just speaking from the heart. This time, when I go to the Celtics, I may never win another championship. Today may be my last chance to touch the Larry O'Brien Trophy, even if it's only as an assistant coach... Hey, you can't cut corners on this championship ring!" The Warriors' celebration settled down as they headed to the raised platform. Kerr, Ron Adams, Fraser, Larry Riley, Rick Wirtz, Mark Baum,