"You didn't hit me! You didn't hit me!" the old village chief quickly shook his head. "I fell on my own."
"Then what happened?" Su Xuan was confused. If the man had fallen on his own, why was he mentioning his car?
"It's like this..." The old village chief caught his breath and began to explain.
It turned out that a pair of young siblings lived on a mountain ridge about three miles west of the village. He had wanted to go over and notify them to come to the village to collect disaster relief supplies. However, the roads were in terrible condition after the disaster, and he had taken a nasty fall on his bike just after leaving the village. He had come looking for a car to take some relief supplies directly to the siblings' home. That's when he happened to see Su Xuan's imposing and formidable Charman King SUV.
"Don't the siblings have a phone?" Lu Dachun leaned in to ask.
