As soon as these words were spoken, the originally solemn scene instantly broke down, and everyone burst into laughter. Even Xia Shi started giggling. Yes, do you have a license? You're driving a small car on the road, and you're doing it so brazenly.
Bi Xiaoyuan glared at Xu Renfei without speaking, then turned his head to look at Bi Xia, his stern little face instantly scrunched up in grievance, and in a babyish voice, he said, "Brother..."
Bi Xia raised an eyebrow slightly, took a dark blue booklet from his pocket, and accurately tossed it into Bi Xiaoyuan's hand, his chin slightly lifted, "Tell this fool what this is."
Bi Xiaoyuan opened the little book and looked down. All he saw was a passport photo of Bi Xiaoyuan, and every word and detail on the handwritten driving license was exactly replicated on it.
