The car drove more than twenty kilometers.
Then it stopped.
Zhao Ritian shoved open the door and sprang out. The moment he did, he was dumbfounded.
Bu Ersun... was trembling all over, his feet bleeding, his eyes bloodshot, several buttons torn off his clothes, leaving them hanging loose. His whole body shook without stop.
Most importantly, four fingers on one hand were still caught in the gap of the car door.
Zhao Ritian immediately flew into a rage. "Are you sick!? Why did you stick your hand in there!? Take it out!"
Bu Ersun looked at Zhao Ritian with an expression of aggrieved disbelief. He was gasping so hard he could not speak at all. He could only point at Zhao Ritian as tears of grievance streamed down his face.
Caiyun pushed open the car door. "Young Master, are you all right?"
Bu Ersun grabbed her by the collar and shoved her against the car door, his voice hoarse. "What do you think!?"
Everyone got out of the car.
Long Aotian walked over and nodded at Bu Ersun approvingly. "You suffered a bit, but you managed to show off."
Bu Ersun stared at Long Aotian.
Long Aotian smiled proudly. "Your lightness skill is indeed impressive. More than twenty kilometers, and you could still control your breathing and maintain your speed in that state. Your endurance is almost on par with mine. But there is not much point in showing it off like this. Why didn't you grab onto the car or ride on the roof?"
Bu Ersun shook his head. He simply could not believe what level of idiots he was dealing with.
Lu Chengwen fussed over Huo Wenting and checked on her. When he got out and saw Bu Ersun, he was shocked.
"Damn! How did you end up