Fang Changle leaned over to check the car's condition.
"Let's walk over," Li Miaoyin said in a low voice.
At this moment, she didn't want to wait even a second longer. Given their cultivation, walking might not be much slower than driving.
Beep beep beep...
Just then, a honking sound echoed, and a pair of glaring headlights shone from the distance.
The group turned to look and saw a black car slowly driving over, stopping on the emergency lane not far behind them.
"Friends, what's going on?"
A clear voice inquired from inside the black car.
Hearing this, Fang Changle hurried over, "Our car broke down, can you give us a lift?"
Walking to the side of the black car, the window slowly rolled down. In the driver's seat, a young man rested one hand on the steering wheel and the other against the window.
He turned his head to look, and the moonlight shone on his face.
Fang Changle was taken aback.
"Taoist Brother Fang, long time no see."
