"Ah, why? How could this be?" Wolong asked in surprise.
"Heh, what is my identity, and what is your identity?"
"You're the boss, I'm the bodyguard!"
“Wrong, you’re a former special forces soldier, and I’m a Hong Kong businessman!” Chen Dong said.
Wolong then began to understand, "It really is!"
He was a special forces soldier who left the mainland for Hong Kong and then traveled to various parts of the world. Now he has come to the mainland, this time to Beijing, the capital of the country.
With so many high-ranking leaders and various important units here, any problem or change that occurs could trigger intense turmoil.
Chen Dong's status as a prominent Hong Kong businessman is sensitive, and he must be closely protected.
"If something happens to us here, it could attract attention both domestically and internationally, and at the very least, it could trigger some reactions in Hong Kong itself!"
Hearing Chen Dong say this, Wolong nodded, then involuntarily twisted his neck, making a cracking sound.
This is his signature move.
He makes this gesture when he feels tired or unhappy.
Although those people were watching them, it was part of their duty.
But he felt uncomfortable being stared at like that.
It's a warrior's instinct; any warrior would feel uncomfortable being stared at like that and would feel compelled to retaliate.
"Who do they think they are, being so blatantly disrespectful?"
So that was the reason for his depression.
Chen Dong: "We need to teach them a lesson, but we also need to save them some face."
Wolong just chuckled. "Heh, you think too highly of me. Although I'm from the special forces, I'm not the top-tier. Many of the top-tier ones are trained as super bodyguards."
"And the tiger and I are still doing some training, but compared to these guards who are always on standby, we are far behind."
Chen Dong nodded. "That's true. So, are you still planning to retaliate?"
"Of course, we cannot be afraid before the battle even begins. What I just said was merely an analysis of the enemy's and our own situation."
“I understand what you mean. This is the spirit of 'drawing the sword.' Like the knights-errant of ancient times, when facing an opponent, regardless of their skill level, one must draw their sword and dare to fight. If one doesn't even have the courage to draw their sword, then that person doesn't deserve to be called a swordsman.”
Wolong's education and experiences led him to deeply agree with Chen Dong's statement.
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