"Xiaodong, that guy called Brother Chao, actually has some backbone." Sun Yiyi said to Song Xiaodong.
"Hmm?" Song Xiaodong was half asleep in the passenger seat.
"Look at the way he stares at people, like a snake." Sun Yiyi continued.
"I've been on the battlefield, and I've fought people from the Dark Night Sect; what kind of malicious gaze haven't I seen? To call that backbone is not accurate; it's more like stubbornness." Song Xiaodong said.
"You should still be careful." Sun Yiyi reminded.
"Socrates said, only after he entered heaven did he realize that a proud head is not worth a penny." Song Xiaodong said.
"Stop with the philosophical stuff, where did you read that?" Sun Yiyi rolled her eyes at Song Xiaodong.
"Qingqing sent it." Song Xiaodong replied with a smile.
"Hahaha, I knew nothing good would come from your mouth!" Sun Yiyi laughed and clapped.
"How are you talking?"
"But seriously, you really need to be careful and maybe think ahead." Sun Yiyi said.
