Lohan watched the almost dangerous gleam in Isabella's golden eyes, and for a moment, his heart fluttered with uncertainty.
He knew that, in Elysium, Lisa was a ruthless strategist and warrior, capable of coordinating massacres against elite monsters or powerful players without hesitation.
However, the enthusiasm she was showing now, in the real world, for "shopping," seemed even more dangerous than any Ice Spike or Spirit Fire.
Without giving Lohan time to reconsider, Isabella pulled him by the arms, allowing him just enough time to leave his main backpack in the apartment while she carried the other black suitcase into the car and instantly revved up the white Ferrari's engines.
The vehicle took off vertically from the 50th-floor garage, cutting through the air of the Upper Zone with a powerful roar.
Lohan leaned back against the leather seat, feeling the weight of the backpack at his feet, focusing his attention on the landscape unfolding outside.
