Zhang Xiaowei snorted contemptuously and couldn't be bothered to deal with them, heading straight out.
"Mr. Zhang, are you scared?"
Alice clearly had no intention of letting Zhang Xiaowei go and stopped him with a single sentence.
Because of the software conference, the hotel was filled with people.
People were coming and going at the entrance, and soon quite a few had taken notice of them.
Zhang Xiaowei stopped in his tracks, turned back, and replied disdainfully, "Our country is a rule of law country, and the so-called duels you speak of are not permitted by our law."
Although Zhang Xiaowei was no stranger to fighting, he really didn't want to get physical with these foreigners.
After all, they were not some hooligans or thugs; if he hurt them seriously, it could escalate into an international dispute.
"As long as you don't call the police, isn't that okay?"
Alice immediately came up with a suggestion for Zhang Xiaowei.
