Just as the black sedan drove out, the two groups lurking around the hotel immediately sprang into action, hurriedly getting into their cars to follow behind the black sedan. Yan Luoxi seemed completely unaware, calmly fastening her seatbelt.
"Can you shake them off?" There was a hint of sarcasm in her voice, and the driver in the front seat certainly picked up on it.
The driver wore a baseball cap, its brim pulled down so low that his face was almost unrecognizable. In the past, Yan Luoxi would have been scared, but after everything she had been through, she had learned to remain calm in any situation.
"Of course, sit tight, Miss Yan." With that, the driver suddenly accelerated.
In half an hour, it would be rush hour. The roads were already beginning to get congested. Using the rush hour to shake off those either tracking or protecting her was Yan Luoxi's idea.
