Seeing that the Ferrari driver hit the elderly man and even stuck his head out to curse people, Chen Yang couldn't help but frown.
The old man wasn't really injured; if handled properly, this incident wouldn't have been a big deal.
But the driver's attitude really annoyed Chen Yang.
"This bastard, he actually has the gall to cast blame first!"
Liu Zhiling muttered angrily and quickened her pace, heading straight for the Ferrari.
Chen Yang followed her. The minor traffic accident had already caused a congestion, with the Ferrari driver cursing loudly, and the cars behind continuously honking their horns.
"F**k your mother, you damn old man, get the hell up quickly. You think you can extort me, you're dreaming," yelled the Ferrari driver, seeing the old man lying on the ground. He got out of the car, slammed the door shut, and walked toward the old man aggressively.
The man was actually quite handsome, wearing a pair of sunglasses, looking like a male model.
