The burly man in black met his gaze and froze instantly. For no reason he could name, his body and soul trembled; he immediately looked away. It all happened naturally, perhaps born of the man's instincts.
That was a high-dimensional existence whose level of life surpassed his by heavens knew how many orders. Being fortunate enough to glimpse him without collapsing or crashing on the spot was already a blessing from heaven.
How could he possibly still have the mind to use this chance to make trouble or beat someone up?
Just then, the light ahead turned red. Li Qingyun did not even look at the two men in black. Calmly pressing the accelerator, he swung around the car in front and shot through the intersection beneath the traffic lights.
"Brother Zhao, who was that guy? He was so damned arrogant! That look in his eyes made my scalp crawl. I was shaking!"
"License plate XXXXXXX. It couldn't have been more ordinary—he's no big shot! Maybe he's some ruthless killer..."
The two burly men in black watched Li Qingyun speed away, yet neither dared feel the slightest resentment. The instinctive terror buried deep in their bodies and souls stopped them from calling him back and hounding him over being hit.
"Just count ourselves unlucky. Shanghai is a place where dragons crouch and tigers hide. Even Brother Long, our boss, doesn't dare act recklessly here..."
Without using any extraordinary abilities, Li Qingyun drove back to the residential complex where he lived purely by memory.
He switched on the lights. The living room was rather messy. A single bachelor—not a divorced man saddled with debt like him—would naturally live somewhat carelessly.
This four-bedroom apartment was worth quite a bit at current market prices, perhaps ten or twenty million. He was only