The street was very quiet.
Looking at the car that was almost a hair's breadth away from passing by them, the man and woman were both visibly shaken.
The man managed to maintain a calm demeanor and quickly reacted, shouting to Qin Shi inside the car, "Brother, can you give us a lift? We promise a generous reward."
Originally, this man and woman suddenly blocking Qin Shi's path made him quite unhappy.
However, seeing their anxious expressions, Qin Shi somewhat understood their bold actions.
But Qin Shi himself was already surrounded by troubles; taking them along might only bring them harm.
So Qin Shi did not agree and said, "Get out of the way, I have urgent matters to attend to."
"Brother, just let us off when you reach your destination. We won't hold you up," the man persisted, occasionally glancing behind him with increasing anxiety.
The woman next to him held his hand, looking haggard and with a deep worry etched across her brows.
