Yang Qi turned the steering wheel, merging into the evening rush hour traffic. "But you need to learn your lesson. When you're driving in the future, if you run into a scumbag like that, just tolerate it if you can. If you really can't, call the police. Don't get physical. The moment you throw a punch, you're already halfway in the wrong."
"I'm not usually this impulsive."
Gao Zhenyue sounded aggrieved. "I just really lost my cool this time. You have no idea how foul that guy's mouth was. It was one thing for him to curse me, but he even started insulting my parents... I couldn't hold back."
He paused, looked at Yang Qi, and said earnestly, "Brother Qi, thanks. If it weren't for you today, I probably would've been extorted for a chunk of money. Even if he didn't get the two hundred thousand, I'd have been on the hook for a few thousand in medical fees, and maybe even detained for a few days."
