Through the rearview mirror, she glanced at the sneaky car behind.
Her Majesty the Empress sneered coldly.
Turning a corner, the car turned onto a secluded path.
The person behind, though somewhat puzzled by her sudden turn, still followed.
The road became more and more desolate, and after some distance, they discovered Xia Weibao's car arrogantly blocking the road ahead.
It was obstructing the way!
The car interior was empty.
Strange, where is the person?
While the follower was still puzzled, they felt their own car shake, then the rear seemed to be lifted up, tilting their body towards the steering wheel.
This eerie scene made their hair stand on end.
Looking back with a terrified face, they saw Xia Weibao holding up the rear of their car with one hand, while sneering at them.
The wind was strong, blowing her hair into disarray.
The night was dark, and against the dim light, her face was indiscernible.
