Local time, exactly four in the afternoon.
Inside a coffee shop near the Global Times office.
"Zhuang, sit here, I must correct your unreliable thinking." Octavia had returned to the newspaper office to print out the interview content, handed it to the editor, took a break, and then brought Yan Xiaobei to this coffee shop.
Yan Xiaobei sat in a small corner inside the coffee shop, with Octavia sitting in front of him. There was hardly anyone around, the coffee shop was quite empty at four in the afternoon.
"Your current thoughts are very dangerous, Zhuang. The times have changed, no matter how good your martial arts are, they can't stop bullets. Confronting a mafia boss, you'll get yourself killed."
"I hope you can calm down, Zhuang, you must calm down no matter what, don't get into conflicts with those people, you can't stop bullets."
