"Chu, what happened?" James, who was driving, quickly asked as he watched Chu Feng hang up the phone.
"James, I'm afraid we're about to run into trouble!"
"Ah? What kind?"
Just as Chu Feng was about to answer, he suddenly realized their car was stopped at an intersection, waiting for the red light. A sense of danger abruptly flooded his mind; his Spiritual Perception was screaming warnings. With a thought, the glow of the Golden Light Spell instantly enveloped Chu Feng's entire body. "James, get down!"
Before James, in the driver's seat, could react, a truck came barreling from the right side of the road directly toward them. In the blink of an eye, it crashed into the yellow taxi they occupied. The truck showed no signs of slowing down, pushing the yellow taxi all the way to a streetlamp on the roadside before finally stopping.
