A tall figure took his stance beside the car, instantly intimidating the hotheaded owner of the Japanese car who'd gotten out of his vehicle.
He was taken aback, his aggressiveness suddenly receding a bit.
"You... how did you drive?"
As his gaze passed over the limited-edition, handcrafted Bentley in front of him, the man's bluster unconsciously diminished further.
To buy such a car, one not only had to be wealthy but also possess sufficient authority and connections. He even felt that having his humble car hit by such a luxury car worth tens of millions should be considered an extraordinary honor.
Although he did not know who the man before him was, the innate nobility and pressure exuding from him indicated that he was no ordinary person.
Moreover... that face looked somewhat familiar.
Don't think about it, don't think about it, can't afford to provoke, can't afford to provoke.
He had originally planned to extort a sum of money.
