As the woman roared, an Arab woman in similarly strong attire walked over carrying a golden tray. On the tray lay a satellite phone. The woman took the phone, turned around, and altered her voice, which became soft and gentle, completely different from before: "Elder sister, you wouldn't have come all this way just to chat with me, would you? That's not your style, is it?"
Listening to the voice on the phone, the woman's face soon changed into an expression of shock: "Really?! Is he really in China? I thought my Brother was lying to me! ... Hmm! All right, let's talk when we meet tonight."
After hanging up the phone, the woman abruptly changed her previously gentle demeanor and continued to roar at the female soldiers in front of her: "Shoot all the bullets, rockets, and grenades till they're spent! If afterward, I find out you've kept any, I'll stuff them into your Ju Hua!"
"Yes, Princess!" The female soldiers shouted in unison.
