Liu Wentian walked to the passenger seat, opened the car door, and extended his hand in front of Liu Menglou with a smile, "Mengmeng, come on out. They're all waiting for you."
The delicate oval face of Liu Menglou was tinged with a shy blush. Her short hair fluttered in the night breeze, her mood a mix of excitement and tension. She grabbed Liu Wentian's hand and let him gently pull her out of the car.
"King of Cars! King of Cars!"
"King of Cars! King of Cars!"
"King of Cars! King of Cars!"
"King of Cars, give us a kiss!"
"..."
The members of Human Sect were cheering and swarming around her. Liu Menglou felt that this could very well be the most dreamlike evening of her life. The banner fluttering in the mid-air and the adulation from the crowd at the moment, mixed with the envy of some of the women, were undeniable.
