"It's really him! That man who defeated the Bank of England!"
"I can't believe we met him here! What did he just say… quickly divest from the Philippines, the Philippines is going to suffer!"
"..."
The old man walked over to Liu Hun gracefully, spreading his hands, "Clearly, they're a bit too idolizing of a celebrity. But honestly, I quite enjoy this feeling. Let's have dinner tonight, my hands are already skilled at perfectly grilling the best tuna. Oh, and do bring your lovely wife along!"
After saying this, the old man smiled at Liu Hun and, as if no one else was present, left the exhibit hall, leaving a crowd of people stunned as if turned to stone.
Liu Hun, somewhat caught between laughter and tears, pulled the equally stunned Xu Qingwei, "Darling, I'm sorry. He... is just an old man I met on the boat and happened to cure him of some stubborn ailments. With what he said, I guess our chances are gone, right?"
