"Falling behind... is it really that serious?"
Suzuki Wako was suddenly taken aback, her face full of confusion, asking, but she quickly grabbed on and tightened her seatbelt.
"You guess!"
Ye Xuan squinted his eyes, chuckled a few times, and his unfathomable eyes flashed with several sharp glints.
Suddenly, Ye Xuan's face darkened, gripping the gear lever tightly with his right hand, and his right foot stomping on the accelerator pedal, almost moving at the same time.
"Here we go!"
The accelerator was instantly floored, and the gear lever was instantly shifted from third to fifth gear by Ye Xuan.
The entire Rolls-Royce's speed soared instantly from one hundred, rushing to one hundred twenty, one hundred fifty, until it broke two hundred, finally stabilizing at two hundred eighty.
For a Rolls-Royce, a speed of two hundred eighty is already the limit.
