"What! Tiancong provoked a Martial Artist? What exactly happened?"
Over the phone, Du Zhengxu's eyes widened as he yelled in shock.
"Dad, Tiancong is really weak right now, and he couldn't clearly explain what happened! Dad, send some people over, quickly! We'll be at the hospital soon! Tiancong can't hold on any longer; he's about to fall asleep. I have to keep him awake, so I can't talk anymore!" Du Tianyu said urgently before ending the call and tossing her phone aside.
She reached out and began rubbing Du Tiancong's face. "Tiancong, you can't sleep, you absolutely can't sleep! Come on, keep talking to your sister!"
However, just as her words faded, the BMW slowly braked to a stop. It was a red light.
"Damn it, what are you doing! Go, go!" Du Tianyu shouted angrily.
"Miss, it's a red light!" the driver said, looking helplessly at the stream of traffic crossing in front of them.
