A Head Delivered to the Door

"Brother Lin, we know what's going on," Liang Jinming said, putting an arm around Lin Yi's shoulder.

"Come on, let's have some fun. Tonight, we're not leaving until we're drunk."

Finally, Gao Zongyuan parked the car in the parking lot and found a spot.

"Why park an Alphard here? Don't they know how cheap their car is?" Someone muttered nearby.

"In a place like Modu, if you're not driving a supercar worth over three million yuan, it's better not to come. It's just embarrassing,"

At that moment, the doors of the Alphard opened, and Lin Yi, Qin Han, and their friends stepped out.

The surrounding chatter abruptly stopped.

"Oh my god, it's Master Lin and Master Qin! I can't believe we get to see them at Modu. This is incredible!"

"Why are you so excited? Who are they?"