Looking at the faces of An Yi and the others, Bi Xia tilted his head, suddenly curved his lips, coughed lightly into the loudspeaker, and said somewhat nonchalantly, "Hey, hey, hey, I say..."
His chin slightly raised, his starry eyes half-squinted, he enunciated each word, "Are you planning to pick a fight with me?"
An Yi snapped out of it, his expression a bit stiff. He stepped forward with a cold face, "Bi Xia, what trick are you planning to pull now!?"
"Trick?" Bi Xia sneered, bending forward slightly, resting his arm on his knee, holding the loudspeaker, his expression somewhat helpless, "Weren't you the ones who started with the tricks? You wronged me like this, I feel very aggrieved!"
An Yi was so choked by Bi Xia's words that just as he was about to speak, he saw Xu Yushi, who had been sitting in the car, gently chuckled and then got out of the car gracefully.
