Otto's expression grew serious. He sighed and said, "Alright, alright, it's Little Otto, he needs to negotiate with someone, and I sense some danger, so... Okay, I'll give Sara a call."
Gao Guang just quietly watched Otto's performance, but he was gradually becoming more tense.
"Teacher..."
"Wait."
Otto put up a hand to stop Gao Guang from speaking and dialed another number. His tone was no longer gentle; instead, he said sternly, "Darling, go with me to Germany, tomorrow. Mad Dog is going to handle some business in Germany with all his men, and Laura too. I think it's best if you attend to them. Plus, we can spend Valentine's Day in Germany. Good, arrange a larger plane, and quickly, we must leave tomorrow, there's no time to delay."
After hanging up the phone, Otto said to Gao Guang, "Sara and I will accompany you to Germany. You do your business; we'll take a vacation. If you run into trouble, I might be able to lend a hand."