The woman in black rolled down her car window and looked at the white sedan ahead that had exploded, a slight smile curling up the corners of her mouth, her expression filled with disdain.
"I thought it was someone formidable, but that's all..."
"Sister, look over there..." Just as the woman in black was about to finish her sentence, the bald man sitting in the passenger seat pointed to the side of the explosion site.
By now, the sky had completely darkened, and the roaring flames from the burning white sedan brightly illuminated the surroundings. At that moment, next to the explosion site, stood a figure.
More precisely, there were two figures, with one person being carried sideways in the arms of the other.
"To be able to do that..." At this moment, the woman in black squinted her eyes.
The person standing at the explosion site was Ding Fan, and the one he was holding was Ye Ningqing.
