The other car's door opened too. A middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties climbed out, his face livid. He slammed the door with a bang, turned, and pointed at Jiang Chen's nose, ready to unleash a torrent of abuse.
"You fucking..."
"Do you fucking know how to drive?! Look what you... what you've done to my car!" Jiang Chen roared, his face furious and his manner aggressive, drowning the man out.
The man froze.
He had deliberately honked first to stir up trouble.
But under traffic regulations, the car behind had clearly accelerated suddenly and changed lanes, crashing into him. The other driver should have been entirely at fault.
Why was he being so aggressive?
It gave the man a false impression.
Was it actually my fault?
After looking things over and confirming that he really wasn't the one at fault, he said darkly, "Unless I'm mistaken, you're the one who rear-ended me, aren't you?"
"Yes!" Jiang Chen declared without a trace of shame. "But couldn't you have anticipated that I was going to accelerate and gotten out of the way beforehand? How did you even get your license?"
"I..." The man's already livid face grew uglier.
Gotten out of the way beforehand?
You really have a fucking way with words. You hit me, and now you're blaming me for not dodging?
"Think about it. If you'd accelerated as soon as I did, wouldn't this accident never have happened?"
"Bro, I hate to say it, but even a dog would shake its head at your reaction speed."
"What's the most important thing when you're on the road? Keeping your eyes and ears open in every direction. Be more careful next time."
Jiang Chen spoke earnestly, acting as though he had the man's best interests at heart.
"You