The driver's forehead was already full of sweat. His hands were holding the steering wheel tightly. Blue veins stood out on the back of his hands, his fingers had been drained of all color, and his body was very tense.

"Big Master, this road... this road is covered in oil. I can't control the direction of the car."

It was evening, so it was already dark. If one didn't look carefully, one couldn't really tell the difference on the road. Murong Ye fixed his eyes on ...