The man driving cursed under his breath, quickly turned the car around, only to find that behind them, at some point, a circle of cars had also surrounded them.
A dozen cars were surrounded by dozens of aggressively approaching cars in the middle of the road.
Qin Youxue felt her heart was about to leap out of her chest; a layer of cold sweat broke out on her body, and she was so tense that she could barely breathe.
"Ring—!"
The phone in her hand suddenly rang, and Qin Youxue almost jumped out of her seat, looking down at the phone number—it's from Mo Hexuan...
Her face turned pale, and the hand gripping the phone was so forceful that veins popped out.
The caller persistently dialed her number. Qin Youxue closed her eyes, steadied her nerves, and answered the call with a trembling hand.
"..."
A soft breathing sound came through the phone.
