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Reception

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Dai Li, whose morale soared after filling himself with a big bowl of chicken soup for the soul, grabbed a towel and began cleaning the equipment inside his training center. No one was around anyway, so for Dai Li, working temporarily as a cleaner was the only thing he could do.

The sound of a phone ringing could be heard. As Dai Li set aside the mop that was in his hand, he wiped away the sweat from his forehead and reached into his pocket to pull out his phone.

A message appeared on the screen of his phone, "Li, send me the address of your training center. Our next game is against the Los Angeles Clippers. I'll arrive earlier in Los Angeles."

"It's Allen Hampton! It's been years since I last saw him," Dai Li thought, as he sent the address of the training center to Hampton.

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