In the Ferrari, Nie Wenling slowly opened her eyes and gasped, "I’m not dead?"

"Of course you’re not dead. Did you really want us to be a pair of ghostly lovers in Hell?"

Ye Luo said with a smile.

"Ah, you bastard, you scared me to death."

Nie Wenling yelled at Ye Luo, then her brows furrowed slightly, and she abruptly turned her head to look at the dazzling flames in the night.

"What happened there?"

"We didn’t die, that so-called King of Racing from the Goryeo Kingdom went off the track and died," Ye Luo said casually.

"What?"

Nie Wenling’s face changed instantly.

"It’s his own fault, anyway. That King of Racing’s driving skills weren’t that great. He couldn’t even beat me, and I’ve only driven a few times," Ye Luo hummed with a sneer.

"Are you sure you’ve only driven a few times?"

"Of course, including this time, no more than five. It seems this King of Racing was all bark and no bite," Ye Luo sighed. If Che Taixian knew what he was saying, who knows if he would be angered back to life.

"How could your driving skills be so incredible then?"

"Obviously, because I’m a genius, that’s why I’m so amazing. You wouldn’t understand the world of a genius," Ye Luo boasted with a smug face.

"Hmph, narcissist."

Nie Wenling snorted coldly, then said, "However, now that Che Taixian is dead, it’s probably going to be troublesome."

"What trouble? He wasn’t killed by us; it was his own lack of driving skill that got him killed," Ye Luo said.

"But others won’t think so. Will the Che family think so? Che Taixian was the young master of the Goryeo Che Corporation. If they find out Che Taixian is dead, they will definitely hold us accountable," Nie Wenling said.

"What should we do? Miss Nie, I only entered the race because of you. You can’t ignore me," Ye Luo said, his face instantly taking on a look of innocent distress as he looked at Nie Wenling.

"Fine, I know. I’ll talk to my dad later and see how we can resolve this. Let’s head back now, you’ve scared me out of my wits tonight," Nie Wenling said, clutching her chest.

Soon, Ye Luo drove the car to the finish line and started heading back, still speeding all the way. It only took a minute to reach the foot of the mountain, and at that moment, a large group of rich kids had come out.

"Lu Qing, you lost this race. Don’t ever show your face in front of me again," Nie Wenling got out of the car and said directly to Lu Qing.

"Wen Ling, do you know that Che Taixian is dead?" Lu Qing looked at Nie Wenling with an extremely ugly expression.

"I know, but you can’t blame us for that. It was his own fault for driving too fast, going off the track, and falling off a cliff," Nie Wenling retorted with a shrug.

"But the Che Corporation will definitely investigate this matter," Lu Qing said gravely.

"That has nothing to do with us, anyway. We didn’t kill him, and besides, you’re the one who invited him," Nie Wenling hummed.

At that moment, Ye Luo’s cellphone rang.

"What? Alright, I got it. I’ll head back right away," Ye Luo’s expression changed after answering the call, and then he said to Nie Wenling,

"Miss Nie, I have an urgent matter. I need to go back immediately."

"Then go," Nie Wenling nodded, about to get in the car.

"Hold on!"

Just then, a cold voice sounded, and the young man in the black shirt walked out, followed by the old man in the gray robe and five or six men in black.

"Young Master Fang!"

Seeing this person, all the rich young masters present called out with some respect, obviously indicating that the young man’s identity was no small matter.

"Fang Yan!"

Looking at the man in the black shirt, Nie Wenling’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, and Ye Luo’s gaze also swept over.

"Miss Nie!"

The man in the black shirt looked at Nie Wenling and revealed a slight smile as he spoke.

"Young Master Fang, what do you want to do?"

Nie Wenling asked, looking at the other party.

"Miss Nie is free to leave, but this gentleman cannot. I’ve already called the police, so this gentleman must stay and wait for their arrival. After all, a major accident has occurred here, and someone has died."

Fang Yan, the man in the black shirt, said.

"Sorry, I don’t have the time. Miss Nie, get in the car."

Ye Luo said directly with a cold tone.

The next second, the four or five men in black stood in front of Ye Luo, exuding a chilly aura, their eyes intense.

"I’m sorry, sir, but I hope you won’t make this difficult for me," Fang Yan said to Ye Luo with a faint smile on his lips.

"I don’t want to waste time."

Ye Luo’s voice was icy, and a glint of cold light flashed in his eyes as he suddenly made his move.

Because of the urgency in his heart, Ye Luo showed no mercy with his moves. The four or five men in black had all reached the Early Stage of the Acquired Realm, but in less than ten seconds, Ye Luo had knocked them to the ground before he called out to Nie Wenling and got into the car.

At that moment, the old man in the grey gown made a slight move, but was stopped by Fang Yan, who quietly watched the Ferrari drive away.

"Young Master, what was that about?"

Back in the room, the old man looked at Fang Yan with a puzzled expression.

"The boy is no simple matter. Let’s not rush into a conflict; first, let’s investigate his identity," Fang Yan muttered to himself as his ink-like eyes moved.

Ye Luo drove the car back to the villa district at top speed.

"I’ll leave first."

Ye Luo rapidly got out of the car and said to Nie Wenling before running inside.

"What’s the hurry with this guy?"

Nie Wenling said with a slightly furrowed brow.

It didn’t take long for Ye Luo to return to Luo Jingxuan’s villa.

At that time, Luo Jingxuan was sitting on the sofa in a pink pajama set, her face full of anxiousness.

However, Ye Luo had no time to appreciate the view inside the pajamas; he looked straight at Luo Jingxuan and asked, "What happened? How was Sister Yan kidnapped?"

"I’m not sure of the details. I just received a phone call on Sister Yan’s mobile, saying she was in their hands. They demanded you go alone to a place; otherwise, they would make Sister Yan suffer. Later, I called the bar and the staff told me Sister Yan left an hour ago."

Luo Jingxuan’s face was filled with deep concern.

"It seems these people are targeting me; I think I know who it is," Ye Luo spoke with a cold glint in his eyes.

"So what do we do now? Should we call the police?" Luo Jingxuan asked.

"No, Sister Yan is in their hands. If we call the police, she would be in danger. Since they are looking for me, I’ll go alone," Ye Luo said directly.

"No!"

Luo Jingxuan’s face changed, and she exclaimed forcefully.

"It’s too dangerous for you to go alone; I don’t agree," Luo Jingxuan said earnestly.

"What’s important now is saving Sister Yan. Every minute we delay, Sister Yan could face some danger. Do you really want to see something happen to her?"

"I..." Luo Jingxuan was momentarily speechless, not knowing what to say. Naturally, she didn’t want anything to happen to Sister Yan, but she also couldn’t bear the thought of Ye Luo coming to harm.

"Alright, I won’t be in trouble. Just wait at home for me and Sister Yan to return."