On the highway, a red Ferrari supercar was speeding at breakneck speed.
Ye Xuan shifted gears incredibly fast, floored the accelerator, the engine roared, and the fuel tank trembled violently, propelling the car to a speed of 220 km/h in the blink of an eye, a hundred meters away in an instant.
In the passenger seat sat Shili Yue.
Shili Yue's face was pale, looking disheveled. When she was just rescued, her clothes were in disarray.
Ye Xuan simply took off his clothes and draped them over Shili Yue.
"Should I take you to the hospital?"
Ye Xuan asked as he drove, glancing at Shili Yue.
Shili Yue's injuries weren't serious, mostly superficial wounds caused by the green whip, but even so, if these wounds weren't treated promptly, they might leave scars.
"No hospital. Just take me back to the bar. Can't you handle these wounds?"
Shili Yue shook her head, a few shades of seriousness crossing her pale face, and said doubtfully.
