In the end, Jiang Zuo still took a taxi. Mo Yan sat in the passenger seat, fuming.
"Cocky. Just keep being cocky. You're the big shot, so you can afford to be," Mo Yan muttered through gritted teeth.
She didn't dare to actually speak up, though. It would be very dangerous if he heard her.
Jiang Zuo wasn't strong, but Mo Yan had never seen anyone so cocky. Then again, she'd never seen a Tier One who could be this incredible, either.
That was why she was subconsciously intimidated by Jiang Zuo.
"Driver, can you go any faster?"
"This is as fast as I can go. Any faster and I'll be speeding."
"But it's so slow! I could run faster than this."
Mo Yan had absolutely no patience. They were going to be late!
Being late would be a huge blow to her prestige. Starting today, she was going to make her name known throughout the Demon Cultivation Realm.
