Good grief, it was Cen Xian'er, all right.
She was fast.
She darted back and forth through the air.
She would reach a tree, only for the car to drive right past it; then she would rush ahead to wait by another tree, and the car would drive past again...
After switching between six or seven trees, Cen Xian'er was nearly furious to death.
At last, the car crashed into a tree and started smoking. The three of them were nearly choked to death, scrambling and rolling out of the car before standing by the roadside, watching it smoke in silence.
Lu Chengwen looked at Zhao Ritian. "Why did you insist on driving yourself?"
Zhao Ritian said, "Wasn't I trying to help you?"
Lu Chengwen said, "Do you even know how to drive?"
"A little. Not much."
Long Aotian shook his head from the side. "What do we do now? They could catch up with us at any moment."
Just then, someone coughed behind them.
The three turned around and froze at the same time.
Zhao Ritian dropped to his knees with a thud. "Master!"
Long Aotian retreated half a step. "S-Senior..."
Lu Chengwen looked somewhat awkward. "Uh... Senior."
Suppressing the pounding of her heart, Cen Xian'er glanced at Zhao Ritian. "He was in the driver's seat. Why were you grabbing the steering wheel?"
Zhao Ritian raised his head. "I was worried he couldn't handle it."
Cen Xian'er snapped, "From now on, if you're not in the driver's seat, don't grab the steering wheel!"
At that moment, Immortal Elder Nanji descended from the sky. "Demoness! Where do you think you're going?!"
In an instant, not to mention those three little brats, even Cen Xian'er herself had no idea how she had been subdued.
In any case, Nan Ji's two fingers