Poison Sting Force
Translator: Transn
Regathering his swirling thoughts, Lou Cheng nodded at Tao Xiaofei,
"Okay!"
No matter why they had appeared in the vicinity, he still should warn them not to spread the news until it was abuzz everywhere.
That Professional Ninth Pin Mighty One obviously had an inheritance, and he must have some social networks of his own. Someone might just come over to ask about the details of the incident and create a lot of trouble.
Joy flashed past Tao Xiaofei's face as he hurriedly returned to his seat. He watched as Lou Cheng opened the co-driver's door and sat in calmly and naturally.
The car started and drove towards the front. However, no one was talking inside the car as an unusual silence enveloped them all. Lou Cheng could see that Qin Rui and Dai Linfeng at the back seat, and Tao Xiaofei at the driver's seat were all acting a little reserved. In fact, they were even brimming with a kind of emotion called reverence and appeared extremely distant.