This was a narrow mountain road next to a cliff, and the casual stroll scared both Zhao Yang and Ling Yuxuan quite a bit!
"Hey, brother, can you drive more steadily? Your club is so upscale, can't you afford a reliable driver?" Zhao Yang glanced at the seemingly bottomless cliff off the mountain road, very dissatisfied.
The driver was sweating profusely, repeatedly apologizing. Zhao Yang, worried he might sway again, quickly waved his hands to tell him to focus on driving.
Afterward, Zhao Yang said with a smile, "Master Ling, if the police take me away, you have to pull some strings for me on the outside. You know how it is, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Although I did act in self-defense, if Xu Jin Long pulls some tricks, and the police accuse me of excessive self-defense, then I'm doomed."
The driver almost lost control of the steering wheel again when he heard the name "Xu Jin Long"!
