"We Chinese are so warm and welcoming, we open our doors wide to let them come in to learn and play, but these sons of bitches, while jumping around on Chinese soil to participate in our marathon, are also throwing tantrums and calling us Chinese the sick men of East Asia."

"My friend was furious, so he tried to reason with them by arm wrestling. If they lost, they would have to apologize to us."

"As everyone has seen, even though they lost, they still tried to fight back like a cornered dog."

"My God, where is justice? Where is fairness?"

"These days, can losers be this arrogant?"

"We Chinese are easy to talk to, but that doesn't mean we're pushovers. How can we let others trample on us at will?"

There's a saying in my motherland: "We welcome friends with fine wine, but we meet wolves with hunting rifles!"

"We are always polite and courteous to well-mannered foreign guests, but we never hesitate to take action against those who are unreasonable and domineering."

"Dare to stand on our Chinese soil and bully us Chinese people, then fuck them up."

"Yeah, fuck him."

"Kill them!"

"..."

In no time at all, the four foreigners were beaten up by the crowd and forced to flee the restaurant.

During this time, Ji Chuan silently kicked and punched him no less than five, six, seven, or eight times.

Of course, he hit those two men.

Hmph!

"Are you alright, miss? Were you scared just now?"

"If you encounter something like this again, just tell everyone, and we'll stand up for you!"

"That's right, we're all on the same side, we'll all protect you."

"..."