Pei Yucheng glanced at the sobbing young man and narrowed his eyes. "Pei Yutang, I'm giving you one more second."
With a whoosh, the young man sprang back from his body like a spring in a split second and muttered pitifully, "Brother, why are you being like this? I was so worried about you! I used my tears to wash my face every day and raced furiously here in a flash just to see you, yet you're so fierce to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Yucheng's expression turned frosty again. His eyes gleamed menacingly. "Raced?"
Pei Yutang shivered in fear, and the hair on his skin stood on end. He instantly said, "No! I didn't! I didn't race! I am merely exaggerating to describe how anxious I was. My heart was bent on returning to see you. I obeyed the traffic rules. I only drove at 30km/h!"
