During the car crash, after the rumbling noise, the entire road, with vehicles coming and going in an orderly manner, seemed exceptionally quiet.
A few black cars were parked by the roadside, and the door of one car opened, with Qinghuang stepping out from inside.
On the opposite side of the road, several cars were also parked, with Long Xingkui sitting inside a modified, spacious cabin, holding a freshly brewed cup of coffee.
Her expression was leisurely, gracefully holding the coffee cup by the ear and saucer, as if she were enjoying afternoon tea in a spacious and bright environment.
"Miss Nine, someone from Qinghuang's side has arrived."
The subordinate sitting in the front passenger seat spoke up.
Long Xingkui took a sip from her coffee cup without saying a word.
She and her people watched quietly from the car as Qinghuang, with her subordinates, walked step by step toward the van.
