Jiang Lu was stunned momentarily, but then he responded unreasonably, "That's illogical again, oh, when you drive into someone, you neither apologize nor make amends, and on top of that, you turn around and ask why they weren't killed by your driving, do you think that makes sense?"
But this time, the Mysterious Lady did not fall for it. "Don't twist my words. This is not the same concept at all. Although being hit by a car doesn't necessarily result in death, with my Golden Thunder Technique, even a slight brush, let alone a direct hit, and you, would definitely not survive, let alone be as lively as you are now."
At this point, the Mysterious Lady paused, then leaned forward, pressing him with a heavy sense of oppression, and interrogated, "You and he, are more than just namesakes, aren't you? You... are that Jiang Lu!"
"What... What Jiang Lu?" This time it was Jiang Lu's turn to panic.
