"No." Cui Wenyan flatly refused, "You can wait for me here. I'll go over there and check it out." In Cui Wenyan's heart, a voice told her that the Ghost King controlling this city was the one who killed her parents. It must be, there's no mistake!
She wanted revenge, she had to seek vengeance!
How could Yan Qing possibly let Cui Wenyan go alone? He pedaled the bicycle and followed her. Then he saw Cui Wenyan's slender legs pedaling frantically, quickly leaving him far behind.
What? What? This isn't possible! How can a young girl be this formidable?
Unwilling to be outdone, Yan Qing sped up too. However, watching Cui Wenyan's increasingly distant silhouette, he widened his eyes in disbelief.
He, Yan Qing, a strong 22-year-old man, was overtaken by a 17-year-old high school girl on a bicycle this day.
What a disgrace for a lifetime!
