Just then, the driver in front suddenly spoke.
The current atmosphere was a little eerie. The two of them were in a taxi that might be a Spirit Car, with a driver who could be human or ghost.
When the driver suddenly spoke, it startled Zhuifeng, making him shiver slightly.
"That said... you two shouldn't be out this late at night..."
The driver sounded somewhat hesitant as he spoke.
Gu Mian looked up at the rearview mirror, which reflected the driver's face.
His face was haggard; it was clear he often stayed up late, running his body into the ground.
The driver sighed before speaking again. "Don't ignore my advice. You youngsters who stay out late instead of going home to sleep might not feel it now, but when you get to my age, you'll definitely feel the effects..."
His speech was halting, as if something was stuck in his throat.
"Besides, it's not safe to be out late. Just two weeks ago, didn't a young boy disappear after getting into a taxi at night..."
