A Brand New Knicks, Setting Sail!

Sprewell seemed to enjoy their shocked expressions and continued, "But I have conditions. I can come off the bench, but I have to lead the second unit's offense. I want more touches. I really like that rookie named Stephen Jackson. That guy has a vicious edge to him. The two of us will become the most terrifying 'bench mob' in the league!"

Van Gundy's mouth fell open, barely able to believe his ears.

The "Madman" who had nearly strangled his coach just because he'd been criticized a few times was actually volunteering to come off the bench after joining the Knicks?

He looked in disbelief at Li Fei, not far away.

Li Fei was saying something to Jackson. Sensing Van Gundy's gaze, he turned around and gave him a smiling nod.

Van Gundy understood instantly.

It wasn't that Sprewell had changed his nature, nor had he been subdued by New York's kingly aura.

It was because Li Fei was here.

A man who could make even Charles Barkley willingly serve as his lieutenant; a superstar who had conquered the entire league through his ability and leadership.

At Golden State, Sprewell had been a lone wolf, the top dog. But in New York, before Li Fei, he knew exactly where he stood.

He saw a chance at a championship that was a hundred times clearer than anything he'd had with the Warriors.

For a championship ring, he was willing to rein in his claws and play his role properly.

Volunteering to come off the bench was both a show of sincerity and deference toward the coaching staff and Li Fei, as well as a smart move to secure his tactical standing.

At that moment, Van Gundy's last trace of concern over the new signing completely transformed into boundless anticipation for the