School Beauty's Personal Martial Expert
Chapter 108: Street racing

Chapter 108: Street racing

Wearing a washed-out black T-shirt paired with a $25 knock-off pair of sports pants, Leng Xuan dressed just like that, then hurriedly opened the door and went out at the urging of Ling Xuejiu outside.

Glancing at Leng Xuan with disdain, Ling Xuejiu wasn’t in the mood to bother with what he wore, and urged quickly, "Alright, hurry up and drive."

"Xue Jiu, what’s the rush, why the hurry?" Li Mengjie saw the two of them heading out and quickly turned off the TV: "I’m coming too!"

"..."

"Drive faster, Leng Xuan!"

In the car, Ling Xuejiu kept pushing Leng Xuan to drive faster, muttering under her breath, "Grandpa, Grandpa, you mustn’t be in trouble. Xue Jiu is on her way, wait for me..." Her words sounded as if she was facing a life-and-death farewell, which confused both Leng Xuan and Li Mengjie.

Leng Xuan was indeed quite frustrated. The car was already at the highest speed allowed under the speed limit; any faster and he’d be speeding. He then said, "Miss, what exactly happened?"

Ling Xuejiu was already in a bad mood and got even more irritated when Leng Xuan spoke. She ignored him until Li Mengjie asked the same question. Only then did she respond, "I’m not clear on the specifics. Uncle Liu said Grandpa passed out."

Li Mengjie said, "Ah, then why don’t we go to the hospital?"

"Uncle Liu said Grandpa instructed not to take him to the hospital."

"How could that be!"

"Don’t ask me, I don’t know either!" Ling Xuejiu said, clearly exasperated.

Li Mengjie uttered an "Oh," and then fell silent.

Listening to their conversation, Leng Xuan sensed something odd. He suddenly thought to himself, ’Master Ling is a cultivator, and his cultivation level must be high. He should have reached a state where he’s impervious to a hundred illnesses. How could he possibly suffer from heart disease? And why can’t he go to the hospital?’

Though he couldn’t figure out the reason, Leng Xuan knew that Ling Tian couldn’t have had a heart condition. As he was lost in thought, suddenly a red light appeared ahead. He was wondering whether to run it when he heard Ling Xuejiu say fiercely, "Don’t worry about it, just drive through."

So, with a ’vroom,’ Leng Xuan didn’t hit the brakes. Instead, he floored the gas pedal, running right through at an astonishing speed.

"Huh?" On a Lamborghini Bat sports car stopped at the red light, a handsome, long-haired young man wearing sunglasses seemed quite surprised. He glanced at the license plate of the Ferrari ahead, reading, "Yun A8666, heh, interesting." Turning his head, he looked at a white-haired, equally sunglass-wearing beautiful woman in the passenger seat: "Hold tight, let’s go race them!"

The white-haired beauty didn’t say a word, exuding nobility and elegance as she meticulously fastened her seatbelt, never glancing aside.

With a faint smile, the young man started the car and floored the gas pedal, "Vroom vroom..." This luxurious sports car worth several million didn’t wait for the red light to end and shot out fiercely, crossing the bustling crossroads in an S-shaped line. Numerous drivers were frightened out of their wits, cursing loudly, "Damn, are they rushing to be reborn or what? Motherfucker, that scared the life out of me."

"Just because their families have some dirty money, they think they’re something special."

"These rich second-generation kids really lack upbringing!"

"..."

After Leng Xuan ran the red light, all he heard was Ling Xuejiu incessantly telling him to go faster, so he pressed down on the gas, maintaining a speed around 200 kilometers per hour, far exceeding the regulated speed limit by 40 kilometers per hour. The scenery on both sides shifted back rapidly, causing a blur to the eyes.