Li Yuxuan was driving and noticed the commotion in the back seat: "Xin Yue, what are you doing!"
"Just drive properly, or I'll stab it down." Xin Yue gently stroked her rose-red hair and said softly.
Li Yuxuan could only maintain the original speed of the car.
The scenery outside the window sped by rapidly, becoming increasingly desolate. The closer they got to the Second Tower, the more they found themselves in a long-abandoned city, like peeling back the fog on an ancient map, delving into lands once forsaken by humanity.
"...In just half an hour, two people pointed weapons at my vital points," Su Ming'an said. "I can understand Yi Changping's situation; he was too agitated, and it was his way of atonement. But what about you, Xin Yue? I remember when I first met you in Dao Ya City, you gently embraced me, comforted me, soothed my emotions, and told me not to listen to the strange voices. You were also my initial guide, so why do you want to stop me?"
