It's dawn, and suddenly there are many more cars on the road.
On the road leading west to Yanjing City, a silver Porsche sped by.
Yang Fan in the car, gripping the steering wheel with a serious expression, while Mu Yuqi beside him, kept in contact with Yang Tianlie via phone.
The two had clear roles: Mu Yuqi was responsible for calls, and Yang Fan for driving, striving to chase the fleeing two cars as quickly as possible.
"How far is it?" Yang Fan asked Mu Yuqi.
"About one kilometer."
Yang Fan continued to floor the accelerator, rushing forward.
Mu Yuqi had gotten used to this extreme speed, no longer screamed recklessly like before.
...
That night, Xiao Yunxuan couldn't sleep, he was constantly waiting for the latest news.
Wu Jianguo wasn't strong enough, Long Ping'an was powerless—they could only rely on Yang Fan.
Xiao Yunxuan knew well that Yang Fan was tough to deal with, so he specifically reminded the butler to be extra careful.
