“Just the appetizer before the game officially begins, and it’s already this lively. It really will be interesting.”
Third Elder nodded slightly.
As a seasoned veteran, he could see at a glance that Yang Liuqing was no ordinary person. There were clearly two indescribable forces guarding her.
In this game, it was hard to say who was the prey and who was the hunter. That the young miss had stumbled into a good connection with her was probably a good thing.
“Third Elder, do you think she can win?”
Chen Yanlan lowered the sleeve she had rolled up and asked casually.
“She will win.”
Third Elder’s expression was certain, as if he had seen the future.
“…When you say it like that, I feel even less sure.”
Chen Yanran’s mouth twitched.
“Forget it, I’ll find a place to catch some sleep. There’s not much time left before nightfall.”
With that, she moved and quickly disappeared.
Third Elder tapped the ground with his toe and vanished like a ghost.
Vroom vroom vroom!
On the other side, a loud engine roar continued to reverberate down the road.
“Xiao Qingqing, there are still pursuers behind us!”
Ke Li reminded helpfully.
“They’re persistent pests.”
Yang Liuqing took the high-speed turn, the motorcycle leaning heavily.
Ke Ling, sitting in front, turned pale and her heart raced.
Taking a turn at such high speed—if she ran over even a little sand, she could crash. Hitting a small pebble would be even worse.
Despite that, Yang Liuqing didn’t slow down.
The fabric on her knee almost scraped the road.
Halfway through the turn, she braked late and adjusted the exit angle.
From behind, it was undoubtedly a hair-raising curve.
From Ke Ling’s perspective, it was dancing on a razor’s edge.
It was enough to scare someone to death.
She quickly created a shield, covering the motorcycle and both of them, forming a sword that cut through the air.
It was both protection and a way to reduce wind resistance.
“Ke Ling, good job!”
Yang Liuqing immediately felt the motorcycle faster and smoother, like a hot knife through butter, without any resistance.
The riders of the liter-class motorcycles behind were all dumbfounded.
This reckless driving style was even crazier than professional racers.
As they watched Yang Liuqing enter the straightaway and speed away, they didn’t dare take the same turn, so they could only watch her go.
Huang Mao’s Hongda motorcycle was the fastest among them, but if they couldn’t catch her on the curves, there was no way on the straightaway.
But they had to chase. This wasn’t a race—as long as they could see her taillights, they could always catch up.
Yang Liuqing understood this too. Shaking off these stubborn pests wouldn’t be easy.
“Master, take a few detours to confuse them,”
Ke Ling suggested, seeing a road sign ahead indicating a complex section.
“Okay.”
Yang Liuqing nodded slightly. Now that they had the wind-breaking shield, they could communicate much more quietly than before.
The urban roads were complex and the conditions weren’t great.
Racing in these areas could easily lead to crashes. Even so, her speed didn’t drop.
The motorcycles behind followed for two laps and were numb from exhaustion.
It was a near-death experience—they almost saw their ancestors.
Finally, they couldn’t even see her taillights and completely lost her.
“Xiao Qingqing, we shook them off!”
Ke Li signaled to slow down.
“That was exhausting.”
Yang Liuqing eased off the throttle, shifted gears, and let out a light breath.
“Master, this is West District Street.”
Ke Ling pointed to a nearby sign.
Yang Liuqing looked over, her expression relaxing slightly.
This was the liveliest place in Xiaoya Bay. Densely populated and close to Pengcheng.
Approaching dawn, coming here was much safer than the desolate villa area.
No matter how powerful those hunting her were, they wouldn’t dare cause trouble in a busy area.
“Xiao Qingqing, just make it to daytime,”
Ke Li sighed in relief too. Keeping your nerves tense all day would wear anyone out.
“Mm, let’s find a place to hide first.”
Yang Liuqing slowed the motorcycle down to a crawl.
At this hour, street cleaners were already starting work. Breakfast shops along the road were opening one by one, preparing for the new day.
Compared to the previous area, West District Street had much more light.
Because it was adjacent to Pengcheng, many office workers chose to rent apartments here and commute back and forth.
At this time, some people were already up washing up, with scattered lights glowing.
Yang Liuqing found a hidden alley, stopped the motorcycle, and rested for a while.
Escaping here was only relatively safe—it didn’t mean there was no danger.
In the end, it was a gamble that they wouldn’t act openly in a busy area during the day.
But at night, that was another story. And being near Pengcheng meant being close to the outskirts of Goose City.
“Master, want to take a gamble?”
Ke Ling suddenly spoke.
“What kind of gamble?”
Yang Liuqing blinked, curious.
“Bet that the authorities will side with you.”
Ke Ling didn’t beat around the bush.
“I don’t dare to gamble.”
Yang Liuqing shook her head gently.
“Everyone, dogs included, knows where I am now.”
Turning to the authorities for protection wasn’t without risk. Where there are people, there are factions, and the crowd isn’t all good.
“I made a report call once before, and then the whole village knew I was the one who reported.”
“That’s really tough.”
Ke Ling could imagine how bad Yang Liuqing’s situation was back then.
“It’s okay, we’ll always be on Xiao Qingqing’s side,”
Ke Li said, being serious for once.
Growl!
Yang Liuqing’s stomach chose the worst moment to rumble.
“I’m so hungry…”
“Xiao Qingqing, you’re such a glutton.”
Ke Li reached out with an expression that said “I can’t do anything with you.”
“We’ll go buy you breakfast.”
“Haha…”
Yang Liuqing laughed awkwardly as she took out the stack of money Chen Yanran had given her. Not a cent more or less—exactly ten thousand.
“Good thing I borrowed some money, otherwise I’d have to dine and dash,”
she sighed as she watched the two little figures walk away.
It wasn’t that she had some moral purity; she just didn’t want to cause trouble for others. Ordinary people work hard to make a living.
“Where did she go?”
While waiting for breakfast, a figure moved at high speed on the main road.
She wore a black uniform, hands behind her back, feet gliding lightly, white hair fluttering, leaving two tracks of ice on the ground.
If anyone had witnessed it, they would have been shocked.
This mysterious white-haired beauty was ice-skating on the main road!
Looking closely, you could even see residual ice tracks and falling snowflakes on the ground.
“Don’t make my job harder, okay.”
The white-haired beauty muttered to herself, her gliding speed increasing.
At the same time, a thin layer of ice formed on the ground.
The temperature around dropped, and occasional snowflakes fell.
In the sky, a faint fish-belly white slowly appeared.
Sunrise was not far off.
The time for the hunt was about to end.
The hunters had no choice but to retreat for now.
This was the bottom line.
No faction could cross it. Otherwise, a catastrophe awaited them.
Even so, that didn’t mean daytime was safe.
In the face of immense temptation, someone would always take the risk.