"Shh, keep your voice down! Aren't you afraid someone from Duke Joshur's mansion will hear you?"
"..."
"..."
Among the crowd, some people recognized the rider and started whispering to each other.
Hearing their conversation, Song Ye quickly whispered to Nan Yan, "Miss Nan, we should leave here as soon as possible."
The less trouble, the better.
Even though it was the Duke's son who got himself into trouble, this was still their territory. Even if it was self-defense, it wouldn't be easy to get away unscathed.
"Yes." Nan Yan had no interest in staying and waiting for people from Duke Joshur's mansion to come and cause trouble.
If trouble did come, she could always call her senior brother to help, which wouldn't be difficult to resolve.
Just as they were about to leave, several more heavy motorcycles appeared around the street corner.
Their speed was much slower.
