The pitch-black sports car sped out of the Rain Alley residential area, racing through the curtain of rain.
"What's wrong?" Deng Yuxiang drove while glancing at Lu Ran, who sat next to her in the passenger seat.
Lu Ran looked somewhat solemn, deeply preoccupied.
"Nothing really," Lu Ran gathered his thoughts and ran a hand through his rain-soaked hair.
"Nothing?" Deng Yuxiang laughed, "You look like you've lost your soul. You remembered your knife but forgot to wear a raincoat?"
Hearing this, Lu Ran felt a bit embarrassed.
Just moments ago at home, Lord Immortal Goat's words had truly startled him.
Absorbed in his thoughts, he had even forgotten how he had gotten into the car.
"Don't worry," Deng Yuxiang's voice was uncharacteristically gentle, "I'm here."
Lu Ran looked surprised, turning to face the domineering heiress driving the car.
