After shopping her heart out in Juxia City for an entire day and buying loads of pretty clothes and shoes, Leina had run into a small unpleasant incident along the way, but overall, she had come in high spirits and left satisfied.
Looking at the rows of branded clothing bags on the back seat, Leina felt delighted, her eyes already curved into crescents.
Compared to Lieyang's monotonous attire, Earth was practically a paradise for women. For the Taotie to dare come here and spread death in such a wonderful place—hmph, this Goddess would be the first to object!
"How about picking one or two and wearing them for a couple of days?"
She looked at Qiangwei, who was driving beside her, and made the offer without much sincerity.
"Heh, no thanks." Qiangwei sneered, keeping her eyes on the road. "I wouldn't wear those tacky clothes you bought."
In Qiangwei's eyes, Leina's fake politeness was mostly just showing off, so naturally, she did not hold back.
"What?! My clothes are tacky?" How could Leina possibly tolerate Qiangwei openly mocking her taste? Pointing at Qiangwei's jacket, she raised her voice. "And you have the nerve to criticize me dressed like that? You don't look like a girl at all. A low-cut top with a jacket—you look like some female loser. Are you trying to imitate a street racer?"
"Street racer" was a term Leina had only recently learned, and she was putting it to use right away.
Qiangwei merely sneered and ignored her puffed-up reaction. She would never tell Leina that before joining the army, she had actually been a street racer herself. Not only had she owned a beloved red motorcycle, but she had also been known as the queen of street racing in that circle.
The two were currently on