"Xiaodong, that guy called Brother Chao really has some guts." Sun Yiyi said to Song Xiaodong.
"Hmm?" Song Xiaodong was dozing off in the passenger seat.
"Look at how he stares at people, like a snake." Sun Yiyi continued.
"I've been on battlefields and fought with the Dark Night Sect; I've seen all kinds of evil eyes. Is that called guts? It's more stubbornness than anything." Song Xiaodong said.
"You should be careful though." Sun Yiyi reminded him.
"Socrates once said, after reaching heaven, he realized a high-held head was worthless." Song Xiaodong said.
"Don't throw around those fancy sayings, where'd you read that?" Sun Yiyi glanced at Song Xiaodong.
"Qingqing posted it." Song Xiaodong said with a smile.
"Haha, I knew you couldn't say anything sophisticated!" Sun Yiyi laughed and clapped.
"What kind of talk is that?"
"But seriously, you really need to be careful. Better find a solution soon." Sun Yiyi said.
"Alright, I'll listen to you."
