"You're really not easy to deal with."
Every word Frye said made Yu Fei suspect that a sneak attack was imminent.
Yu Fei glanced at him coldly. Even though he hadn't resorted to any dirty tricks yet, the feeling of being elbowed and bumped still lingered unpleasantly.
"You're actually easier to handle than I thought," Yu Fei responded.
On the sidelines, Popovich was no longer angry about Frye sticking to Yu Fei, even at the cost of committing a foul.
He realized that Yu Fei, despite his youth, was indeed difficult to handle.
That kind of height, combined with ball-handling skills comparable to a point guard, was simply unbelievable.
Normally, even big men with good ball skills lose their center of gravity and the ball when facing intense defense, but Yu Fei maintained his poise under the pressure of Frye's close defense and even drew a foul.