Birds soared high above the Qing's mansions, flapping their wings below the early afternoon clouds, singing.
Shadows stretched long on the pavement, leading forward toward the parking lots.
Zoe's clenched jaw loosened as she halted right after stopping by the sleek silver Ferrari 250 GTO. "No matter what they do, I will choose who I marry."
She gave a sharp exhale, a faint smile resurfacing on her face. She opened the door of the car, slid inside, then ignited the engine.
A faint smoke burst into the air as she drove off the Qing's lands.
At the entrance of the mansion, closer to the parking lot, Darian stood there, his arms folded across his chest.
"THIS GIRL!" His chest rose and fell as he swiped his right palm over his reddened face. Then, he walked toward his Rolls-Royce La Rose Noire Droptail.
He slowed down as he followed Zoe's vehicle.
Meanwhile, in Bastion City, countless vehicles moved hastily in front of the Storm mansion.
