From Roy's perspective, Yu Fei didn't seem to have given much thought to this issue.
"I don't plan on doing anything about it," Yu Fei casually speared a piece of cut steak with his knife and fork, "I don't care."
That was the honest truth.
Over the years, the outside world had changed, people's opinions of him had changed, industry insiders approached him with strong suggestions, and the media that adored him treated him like a deity.
The allure of the big city made Milwaukee look like nothing in comparison.
Yu Fei had reached higher mountains with the Bucks, but outside of Milwaukee, no one considered him a god.
Now, everything had changed.
But he hadn't changed. He only knew that people's opinions of him had shifted, and sometimes, he would go along with these changes to do things that solidified his image because ascending to a pedestal was in his existing interests and the entangled interests behind him.
Yet, on the court, he had never changed.