To be honest, Lan Yahui really hated this kind of comparison.
The more Tu Long and his guys did this, the more Lan Yahui disliked it.
But now, the situation was like an arrow on a drawn bow; it couldn't be stopped. She worried that this would damage Ye Chenfeng's pride, as men tend to care about face.
"Yeah, do you have a car? You wouldn't make Miss Yahui walk home, would you?" another henchman said coldly.
Tu Long almost couldn't hold back his laughter; his henchmen were truly amusing.
"Boom!"
At that moment, with a beast-like roar, Ji Qiushui's Pagani drove over again, stopping perfectly beside the road where Ye Chenfeng and the others stood.
"Pagani?" Tu Long's henchman wasn't just any guy in the Capital City crowd; he instantly recognized the limited-edition luxury car like Pagani.
"What? There's only eight Pagani in all of Divine Land, and one is parked here." Another henchman was so stunned his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.
"Swipe!"
