The lake's surface was rippling with a fanfare of light, the willows by the shore dangled tenderly, creating a peaceful aura which disconnected itself from the bustle of the city.
"Screech—"
A piercing sound of tyres grinding against the ground and the powerful roar of the sports car's engine shattered the tranquility near the lake.
Jian Luo opened the car door and got out.
He glanced towards the black sedan that had been tailing them the whole way, a mockery smile played at the corner of his mouth, then he walked over to it.
"Knock, knock--"
He bent his fingers and knocked on the car window.
In a moment, the window was rolled down, and the man inside squinted his beady eyes at Jian Luo, looking slightly nervous.
Without revealing any emotions, the man asked, "Gentleman, how might I help you?"
Jian Luo let out a soft chuckle. With a cold glint in his eyes, he reached through the window, grabbed the man's collar in one swift move, and pulled with force.
