The darkness of the night enveloped the wilderness.
A car tore through the grassland, its headlights like lightning, flashing wildly in the dark night. The silent man, the roaring Giant Beast, the frantic and anguished woman, and the scattered beasts, disturbed for no reason, composed an interesting symphony.
BOOM!
Wang Zhan looked solemn, seemingly oblivious to the screams beside him, focused only on slamming the accelerator, venting the ferocity accumulated from the Death Battlefield.
The woman in red, under the hazy moonlight, was quietly shrouded in a layer of light. At some unknown point, she had chosen to remain silent, her head lowered, as if she had lost all interest in the astonishing speed before them.
"Lift your head."
Wang Zhan didn't look at her, merely calling out softly.
