The heavy trucks carrying stones took off into the distance as Zhan Yun and the others disembarked, their faces a picture of speechlessness.
In fact, with the abilities of Zhan Yun and Xu Quanyao, stopping that old truck would not have been difficult.
However, Zhan Yun and Xu Quanyao did not take action. It's better not to resort to force for mundane matters.
Besides, this Qi Lin city was Song Tianyi's territory; such matters should be resolved by Song Tianyi himself.
At this moment, a few people were gathered around the car, their expressions relaxed.
Xu Quanyao, with his arms folded, looked at the fading figure of the truck in the distance, his face full of amusement, "So arrogant. To think someone would dare scratch President Song's car in Qi Lin city!"
"Perhaps they didn't recognize President Song's license plate," Zhan Yun said with a wry smile.
