"One more thing."
Li Fei changed the subject, his voice turning grave. "You saw it too. Allen needs help. He can't carry the Philadelphia 76ers any further by himself. That wouldn't just be bad for his career—it would also damage our brand's long-term value."
The moment Falk heard this, he understood what Li Fei meant. He felt his blood begin to burn again.
"A lone hero's story may be tragic and stirring, but it has far less commercial value than the story of a king's return. We need to pair The Answer with a 'key' who can support him," Li Fei said slowly.
Falk's eyes lit up at once, his mind racing. "You mean... we make a move to get an All-Star-caliber player to Philadelphia? A shooter who can create space for him? Maybe a power forward who can shoot? Or a defensive center who can protect the paint?"
The idea was insane!
Even Falk felt his heart skip a beat.
They were merely a sports brand, a player, and his agent—yet now they were actually trying to meddle in an NBA team's front-office operations and influence player trades?
It was something he had never considered before!
"Have the scouting department start compiling a list immediately. Focus on All-Star players whose contracts are about to expire, or who may be looking for a trade," Li Fei instructed.
"Have you lost your mind, Li?"
David Falk was a little dumbfounded. "We're just a brand. How can we interfere with a team's operations?"
Li Fei said excitedly, "No, David! You're wrong! Li-Fly is no longer just a brand! I'm the face of the league, a four-time MVP, the number one man in the basketball world! My influence and commercial value have given me enough of a voice! The NBA is, at its