The trip home only took half an hour. Horsey was simply too efficient.

Actually, it would’ve only taken five minutes. The problem was that they’d spent over twenty minutes messing around in the middle of the trip, as in order to reassure Lu Ling about Horsey’s mobility and safety, Ji Jue had decided to personally give her a demonstration.

“Look, there’s a traffic cop up ahead. Let’s overtake his car!”

“Look, now I’ll honk at him.”

“Look, he’s getting mad, he’s getting mad!”

Amid the rain and flowing traffic, Horsey darted nimbly through the rush-hour gridlock, weaving back and forth with ease. Every now and then it would even show off the drifting and razor-sharp cornering techniques it had learned from Mr. Kunpeng earlier.

With casual ease, it shook off all the vehicles chasing behind them and disappeared into the maze-like alleys of North Mount District, turning into a terrifying urban legend much like that little scooter that had once blasted down the highway at over 200 kilometers per hour late at night.

When the vehicle finally came to a stop, the youngest sibling was the first to jump out. He failed to steady himself, collapsed on the ground, and threw up. 

Nearby, Lu Ling was still clutching the seatbelt for dear life, her eyes brimming with tears. Clutching Ji Jue’s arm, she pleaded humbly, “Ji Jue, if you ever go out committing crimes, please, please remember to remove the ad for Mainland Auto Shop from the side...