In the taxi.
The driver, nervous, sweat beading on his forehead and his speech halting, said to Qin Feng and Yu Xing'er, "When I stop the car later, you guys get out quickly, don't linger, or I'll be in trouble..."
"Uh, is it that serious?" Qin Feng was puzzled.
The driver wiped sweat from his face and continued, "Of course it is serious. This is a wealthy neighborhood, taxis like us are not allowed here. Last time, a colleague of mine drove a taxi here, and two rich young masters saw him and said the taxi lowered the place's class. They drove their Hummers and smashed my colleague's car. My colleague is still lying in the hospital. If you hadn't agreed to pay ten times the fare, I wouldn't have dared come even if you killed me..."
"Alright then!"
Seeing him so fearful, Qin Feng shrugged.
Soon enough.
The taxi stopped at the gate.
"Quick, get out..."
The driver said in terror.
