"But after all, this is New York, not China. I'm worried..."
Bai Zhiqing hadn't finished speaking, but the meaning was already obvious.
"Sister-in-law, just put your mind at ease! We're not made of clay, if they want to kill us, they need to see if they have the ability first."
Little Bee also chimed in at this time, "Besides, there's an old saying that goes well, 'As long as the green hills last, there will always be wood to burn.' If we can't beat them, can we not run? At worst, we'll go back to China. If they have the guts to chase us there, they won't need us to deal with them; they'll be dead already. Sister-in-law, you can relax, I guarantee nothing will happen."
"But..."
"Alright, wife, when have you ever seen me fight a battle I'm not confident in? Since I dared to come here, I'm not afraid of them causing trouble. Don't worry! Everything's under control."
