"What's up?"
Gao Zongyuan asked while driving.
Tao Yuan thought for a moment, then told Gao Zongyuan about the meeting that had just taken place.
"At crucial moments, it's got to be my brother. His guts are truly not something everyone has."
"The problem is, his guts are too much, to the point where I find it unusual."
"His identity is different from ours; you can't describe him with conventional views."
"How is he different? It's all so mysterious."
"Do you remember who showed up last time when my brother got into trouble?"
"Are you talking about the time in Jing City?"
"Yes, initially I didn't know, but later I realized, don't mention ordinary folks; even my dad might not see people like that in his lifetime. That's why I say his identity is different from others'."
Gao Zongyuan said, "This might be his means of protection. If anyone ever wants to harm him, they'll have to weigh their actions."
"Someone would dare to harm him?"
