Xing Fei stood up as well, indicating he was willing to go search for help with Zhao Zimang, so they could look out for each other.
Su Jian agreed to let them go.
But Qi Ruoyao objected, "No, if you two go, won't there be no men left in the car? What if we encounter danger?"
Su Jian, impatient, responded, "What danger could we possibly encounter in the car? Besides, there are four of us here. If we do face danger, we won't be scared."
"Zhang Lulu has asthma. Can you two women really protect me if we're in danger? Can't Zhao Zimang just go look for help on his own? I don't care. We must keep a man to protect me, or I'll be scared!" Qi Ruoyao argued unreasonably.
Su Jian's anger surged, and with eyes like sharp daggers, she glared at Qi Ruoyao. "Shut up, or I swear I'll slap you!"
Qi Ruoyao was immediately frightened by her chilling demeanor and meekly retracted her neck, not daring to utter another word.