"Mr. Du Wei, I really don't recommend you do this, because the contributions you've recently made to the church have been too much already, and we don't want such an excellent person like you to be worn out from running around."
"Someone will deal with Pennywise's problem, you'd better rest for now, and don't go to Massas City either. I'll discuss it with Archbishop Skadi and send some more people over."
"I'm really worried that one day you'll literally work yourself to death."
...
"Then as you wish."
After Du Wei finished speaking, he seemed to think of something else, and added, "By the way, my McLaren GT is still parked at the airport near Massas City."
"Okay, I'll have someone help transport the car back to New York."
"I wish you a pleasant holiday."
"Thank you..."
After hanging up the phone.
Du Wei then took the train, heading for New York City.
In a seat by the window.
He rested with his eyes closed.