"Squeak..."
The courtyard gate creaked shut behind them.
It wasn't a lack of lubricant, but rather the echo of history.
Next to the Maybach, Jiang Chen, with his usual nimble and even agile movements, nonchalantly opened the car door.
Effort does pay off.
Jumping off a wall almost three meters high and landing hard on the ground would have left the unfit needing to be carried out.
But he walked out on his own, without a limp or a crutch, with no one assisting him.
A man must be healthy, after all.
"Get in the car."
Jiang Chen urged, seemingly in a hurry, perhaps wanting to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible.
Shi Qianxi, standing still beside him, tilted her head slightly, then tiptoed and stretched out her arm.
"What are you doing?"
"Whew..."
Shi Qianxi removed a grass fragment from someone's head, blew it away, and then leisurely walked to the passenger side, opened the door and got in.
Jiang Chen got in, "Bang," closing the driver's side door.
