Yan Jian almost cried out of frustration—why pick up something like that when there's plenty of guns at home? Why would the distinguished Xue Ruke say to take a "stick"?!
Xue Ruke nodded seriously: "I recognize that car of his, it's the famous 'Ghost Sports Car'. Even if I go out there with a gun, if he floors the gas pedal, I wouldn't be able to hit him; but a stick might actually do the trick."
"What?" Yan Jian, exhausted and with a mind in a daze, couldn't comprehend what Uncle Xue meant.
Xue Ruke turned and picked up a stick being used as a door bolt, winked at Yan Jian: "Watch this." And with that, he actually headed out the door towards James's car!
Yan Jian was so shocked she forgot about all her pain and turned her head, fixed on Xue Ruke.
