"I'm not exaggerating, our fate, the three of us, lies in the thoughts of you two," continued Su Wan. "It's up to you to choose whether to remain enemies or become friends!"
As Su Wan finished speaking, glints of light flashed continuously in the eyes of Artest and young O'Neal.
To be honest, as players at their level in their careers, it was impossible for them not to have fantasized about entering the "Hall of Fame."
But they also knew how difficult it was to get into the "Hall of Fame."
Su Wan's words had opened the door to a new century for them.
Or rather, they suddenly realized that the "Hall of Fame" wasn't so out of reach.
At least, as Su Wan had said, if the Pacers won for two more years, securing "three consecutive championships," their chances of making it into the "Hall of Fame" would greatly increase.
That's the Hall of Fame!
O'Neal and Artest looked at each other for the first time that day, their gazes meeting without any evasion.
