"General He, can you really tolerate that group of arrogant kids from the Philippines jumping around under Huaxia's nose?" Ye Hao shouted into the phone with the strength of his fifth-level National Martial Arts.
He Zhen, at the military committee courtyard, heard Ye Hao's shouting and was surprised by the responsibility shown by someone from the younger generation. He then looked at Xiao Jiu.
Xiao Jiu immediately apologized, saying, "Chief, Ye didn't mean to offend. Sorry, sorry, I'll hang up now."
Xiao Jiu was about to hang up, but He Zhen waved his hand and said, "Don't hang up yet, I want to hear what he has to say."
Xiao Jiu quickly handed the phone to He Zhen.
After taking the phone, He Zhen asked, "If we don't tolerate that group of arrogant kids from the Philippines, what else can we do?"
"There is a way. If we can't fight openly, then we'll fight covertly, secretly, until they're scared, until they dare not jump around in front of Huaxia anymore," Ye Hao said coldly.
