At dusk on a training day, the team's regular practice had ended.
The teammates filed out one after another, gathering their gear and preparing to return to their apartments.
Only Li Fei and Jordan remained in the empty Madison practice court.
The basketball thudded against the floor, its echoes slowly spreading through the gym.
Holding a basketball, Jordan stood at midcourt and paused his shooting motion.
He turned to look at Li Fei, who was wiping away his sweat, then slowly walked over.
The setting sun slanted through the gym's glass windows, casting its light over the two of them.
The God of Basketball looked at the league's newly ascendant ruler before him.
Jordan did not beat around the bush and immediately voiced his thoughts.
"Lee, in the next game, let's take twenty straight wins."
Li Fei paused and looked up at Jordan.
He could see the fighting spirit and obsession Jordan could not hide in his eyes.
Even with six championship rings already in hand, even with honors covering him from head to toe.
Jordan still yearned to rewrite history, to reach heights no one had ever attained.
"I can tell you really want this record," Li Fei said calmly.
Jordan nodded frankly, without the slightest attempt to conceal it.
"That's right. I want it."
"I fought for many years with the Bulls, but I never managed to touch twenty straight wins to start a season."
"It's a blank page in history. I want to fill it in with you."
Li Fei nodded slightly. He had assumed Jordan would personally rally the team during the team meeting.
But in the next moment, Jordan said something that jolted Li Fei.
"But you'll announce our goal of pushing for twenty straight wins at the pregame team meeting."
Li Fei was completely