The red Chevrolet sped across the empty streets like a bolt of red lightning.
Looking out through the car window, the scenery on both sides of the street had blurred into a single straight line.
As the car burst forward, the tremendous inertia made Lin Tian lean back involuntarily, his hand subconsciously grabbing the nearby handrest.
"Do you always drive like a maniac?"
Although he was back in the driver's seat, Lin Tian, sitting in the car and watching such a lively girl drive so fast, still couldn't help feeling worried and tense—even though the speed at which he rode his Flying Sword was countless times faster than this.
Only
If there was an accident, he would be fine, but it would be dangerous for Daishan.
"You're the one who's crazy!"
