The ritual car made its way along the bustling roadside, with vehicles along the way yielding one after another.
"The cars of the Sacrificial Temple are really domineering. Speaking of which, this car is so luxurious, but why does it look a bit like a Rolls-Royce from five hundred years ago? And how come it even has autopilot?" Lu Bu'er, who had never ridden in such a luxurious car in his life, was seriously gaining some new experience.
"It indeed is a Rolls-Royce, that company still exists even now." Long Que sat calmly in the driver's seat, glanced at the youth in the passenger seat, and casually lit a cigarette.
But as soon as he lit the cigarette, it was extinguished by a beam of Holy Light.
Xuelian sat in the back seat, her demeanor was cool and noble, authoritative yet imposing.
Lu Sixian, sitting next to her, appeared very well-behaved, seemingly a bit scared for some reason.
Well, she felt a bit intimidated by an inexplicable aura.
