This was a pitch-black work of art!
Without question, Su Ping still chose the words "work of art" to describe it.
Mainly because its design really was too outrageous.
Every sleek pose and ferocious silhouette Su Ping could imagine could be found in this thing before him.
Its entire body was pitch-black, with vivid red markings around its four wheels that resembled both blood and blazing flames.
Flashy, but without that tacky street-racer feel. The texture of its body was extremely unusual.
Its body hugged the ground, but its hovering chassis ensured it could traverse most terrain as though traveling on level ground.
Su Ping stroked its exterior, utterly dazzled.
It really was handsome.
There was no question about that, judging by the looks the guests coming and going outside Yuntian Resort gave it, and the number of people gathering around to watch.
Most men with normal tastes really would find it impossible not to like this thing.
Dong Muyun watched from the side with a smile.
"Like it?"
"I do, I do!"
Su Ping nodded eagerly.
"As long as you like it! This thing of yours is worth even more than my Red King!"
"Oh?"
Su Ping raised an eyebrow and looked at the woman in surprise.
Dong Muyun gave him a look, tossed him the key, then climbed into the passenger seat.
Su Ping caught the key and got in as well.
Black remained the main theme of the interior, but midnight blue had been incorporated into its styling.
Clearly, on the outside, the restless black and red represented unparalleled, surging passion.
The midnight-blue interior, meanwhile, kept the driver calm and composed.
It was a fine design style, and Su Ping genuinely liked it.
But clearly, there was far more to this thing than its appearance.
"In terms