Between the bike, Amy's chuckle, and the black-and-red robe, they were truly an eye-catching sight.
"What's that? Magic?"
"Maybe. It runs with only two wheels, and is so fast!"
"Isn't that Mag and his daughter?"
Some people saw them, and started talking about the bike.
"Father, look! There is a two-wheeled vehicle running by itself!" a little boy said to a man who was buying breakfast on the street.
"Oh, really? Here, your favorite green onion bing," the man said, clearly not taking it seriously. He touched the boy's head with a smile and handed him the hot bing. When he turned to look, he froze. He blinked and looked again.
"What is that?" the man said, baffled.
"It's so cool, Father. It's even faster than our carriage," the boy said with an envious look in his eyes.
The man gave a snort of contempt. "I don't think so. Huang, overtake that strange vehicle!" he said to a lean old man, and got into the carriage with his son.
