The white dragon

"Thud, thud," 

The heavy banging sound on the tinted glass woke up Tang Wei Sheng from his deep slumber. 

He squinted eyes as the warm sunlight glared his vision,

"Thud thud,"

Tang Wei Sheng subconsciously responded to the noise and tilted his head to find a terrified Yang Xiong banging on the window.

"Young master, open the door." 

Though he couldn't hear anything, Tang Wei Sheng understood what his assistant was trying to convey.

He reached out to the door handle and opened the car's door. 

"Young master, are you alright?" Yang Xiong frantically pulled Tang Wei Sheng's hand and tried to get him out of the car.

"Young master, say something." 

"Bro Yang," Tang Wei Sheng paused and gave a quick glance at his surroundings. 

He was sitting inside his car which was stopped in front of a huge white building,

"Where am I?" Tang Wei Sheng asked as he dragged his exhausted body out of the car.